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SHELTER RESOURCES OBTAINED
>GRADE A RATION x4 (Highly nutritious and actually tasty! Soldiers would kill for this. Literally. Heals 1 FLESH
and RESTRAINT, adds +2d4 to the next three FLESH and/or TALENT rolls the user makes.)
>WATER PURIFICATION DEVICE + IODINE TABLET PACK x5 (Not useful to you at all but can be sold for a massive profit.)
>MATTER RECYCLER MARK v1 (A simple device meant to stretch out resources. While in your inventory, you have a small chance to earn AMMO back when firing your weapons.)
PRODUCTION FACILITY RELICS OBTAINED!
>HELIOS SEEKER MKv2 (MISC RELIC. An odd looking detonator painted blazing orange. Has no use...for now. You feel like this thing is VERY powerful if you figure out how to use it.)
>MASK OF SORROWFUL COUNTERNACE (MISC RELIC. A white porcelain mask that smells weird. Produces a slow stream of acidic black liquid that can be used to burn both flesh and metal.)
Before you have time to do anything else, you can hear the sounds of a bolt action firearm clicking into place. Your group immediately turns to see three armed ETF agents standing by the northern hallway. You can make out the faint impression of a half dozen or so more men behind them.
One is a young woman with a sparkle in her eyes and dirty blonde hair, the other is a scarred man with a missing arm and left eye, and the third one is so generic you can't even describe him. All three of them have an odd arm sash that's a messy pattern of various colors and patterns.
"W-wait! T-they're not h-here for the Revolutionary!" Liz screeches out, clearly not wanting to be in the crossfires of any fight when she's already bloodied and bruised.
The woman with dirty blonde hair takes one good long look at your group before she decides to go along with it. "Okay. You six: Talk. Now. I wanna know what you're here for. I think you're reasonable people. Otherwise you would've killed my friends."
"Who are you?" Alexis tilts her head as if the woman was familiar for some reason. "I swear my brother talked about someone like you."
"Oh! I'm Phi! ETF-Phi! Nice to meet you, sorry about the guns but uh...you know. WHITEROCK. Greedy bourgeoisie. The works."
Wendy narrows her eyes as if the woman just took a shit right in front of her face. "Don't you dare spit out communist drivel at us."
"Shush. We're here to talk to them. Look, we're not here to fight. Would you be willing to negotiate with us?" Alexis tries her best to prevent any further scuffle.
"Mmh. Depends. Depends what you want. Depends what you'll offer." Phi shrugs without any real interest in what's going on. You can tell the group behind here is squirming, gnashing, for an excuse to kill someone. You're not sure how much of their violence is actually for whatever cause they're for.
Not your place to judge, though.
