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Hm. Too little time if you stay together, even with Maruyama. But maybe if you spread out again, you'll have enough time to do everything you need to.
You slide over the old jar of UVX #221 you have. You have two doses of a far better version and you can probably always just bother your X-Corp contact for more if you need to. "We're splitting up. I'm taking the chefs and Frank to investigate the bomb. The rest of you, go bother Alan. Use this on him."
>-UVX #221
"Alexis, you know of a back entrance? You probably have to lead us back there. An anomaly is huntin-"
Right on cue, you heard objects being thrown around at the front entrance of the office. Something heavy is scuttling around back there, throwing random objects around as if it's trying to find something. The sounds of glass shattering, wood cracking, and metal being twisted and torn to shreds is enough to tell you that you should NOT be seen by the anomaly.
"yeah i know of one hurry" She gestures at you to follow. The seven of you promptly make a fucking beeline out of the conference room. The only thing you do before leaving is sloppily hiding the briefcases under the conference room's table after you rip up some of the papers with your telekinesis.
Alexis leads you down a clearly not that maintained hallway of the office building given the thick layers of dust and grime on it. Your group passes by storage closet after storage closet before you eventually find the back entrance towards this office. Your group pours out of it, stumbling into the back alley right outside of the building. The only thing out here is a dumpster and a passage back out into U-Corp's streets.
Just in case it was following your trail, Frank and Benedict slowly but surely shove the dumpster to block the door you came out of.
"Okay. We'll meet you back at...the Faustian Bargain? Then we'll go to the restaurant, maybe?" You shrug.
Maruyama gives an approving thumbs up. "We'll keep on contact. Keep that earpiece in so Alexis can call you." He gently pulls on his sheathed katana, slightly unsheathing it. In mere moments him, the Handler, and Alexis are gone. A blink of the eye. Wow, that's surreal to watch when you're not being affected by it.
<span class="mu-s">"populated?thatmeansresturantfaustianorconferenceright?"</span> ANOM murmurs.
"Possibly." Frank is getting used to the bizarre eldritch horror while Adam and Benedict are already long since desensitized to your specific brand of anomalous bullshit. "That's only the targets we KNOW about. It could also mean a very popular strip club or a hotel even."
"WELL. TALKING IS A LUXURY WE DO NOT HAVE, THEN. VISIT EACH LOCATION WE KNOW. EXCISE THE TUMOR THAT WAY." Benedict is finicking with his armblade with twitchy, nervous energy. It's clear he's more than ready to get this job over with."
"I say we start with Faustian. It's our meeting spot so it's best if we make sure that place isn't armed, right?" Adam's proposal gets a flurry of nods from the group. It's a plan then.
