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>-1 SINFUL ROSE, RUSTED SILVER BERRY, ENERGIZIED YELLOW MOSS, and DREARY BLUE MOLD
>2 CHARGES LEFT OF LICENSED PHARMACIST! (meant to say 2 in my last post.) You might be able to recharge this soon...
"Here. Make some supplements with this. I'd try to keep it on the downlow if I was you. Kiara, Casey, keep an eye on him."
Benjamin gives his patented Benjamin thumbs up. "Sure can do. See you soon!" He is promptly escorted by your beloved Android journalist and the funny knight bee. You're glad that the people in this dingy mess of a station are too busy trying to get out to notice any of you yet because, well.
There's a glaring issue in your group: A lot of you look pretty well off. Alarmingly so. Benjamin has a fancy Z-Corp labcoat, Max is wearing a fucking <span class="mu-i">tuxedo</span>, Casey is in pretty snazzy and expensive body armor, etc.
Clover, Kiara and yours truly don't have any glaring issues to your uniforms but it's better to be safe than sorry. You should get that out of the way before you chit chat with your allies. The least you can do is to make your outfits look like they were stolen or ramshackle from other clothes.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] If you're not mistaken, the Krakatoas and Vannis do work together now. Max may know a thing or two on how to mess with clothing now. Maybe she can help your group blend in?
You pull out a few old plastic bags that used to hold pills from your pockets. You shovel in huge globs of wet mud into them to use later for your disguises. You scour around the place for anything to help cover up some of the harder to hide parts of your uniforms...
Doesn't take long for you to find a LOST AND FOUND counter. You don't feel too bad stealing from it given that it's this or getting into fights you don't have time for. You manage to find six patchwork cloaks made out of old rags that are big enough for your group. They definitely reek of spilled beer and cigarette ash but they'll have to do for now.
You head right on over to Max and you can almost smell the regret and fear oozing from every pore of her body.
[SHELTERED] Her gaze is shifting around the station as if she's expecting the group to be attacked any moment now or, worse, someone recognizes her. It almost reminds you of how you would've felt going ANYWHERE about a month or so ago.
"Hey-" "WOAH! I mean, heyyyyy Nicole!" Max gives you her Krakatoa Style Finger Guns™. Her smile is obviously shaky but you can't blame her for wanting to keep her persona up. "Never been here before!"
"My dad would usually bring me to A, C, and F-Corp so...this is exciting!" She's trying <span class="mu-i">really</span> hard to sound enthusiastic on your behalf. "I can't lie! P, Q and W-Corp were a bit more presentable than this but I'm sure I can find something here to enjoy-"
"You okay?" You're not the best at staying stable yourself but you really don't want her starting a scene in the middle of something.
"Of course! Why wouldn't...I be?" Her smile wavers for a moment.
