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The spook is baffled at what's going on. He keeps glancing between his 'partner', the anomaly, the corpses, before he lands his gaze onto you. It's clear he recognizes you since he immediately lowers his hands and peels away his mask, revealing nothing underneath but a blur of static and garbage noise.
"P-Phil, what hap-"
<span class="mu-s">"He's dead."</span> The spook says with complete apathy in his voice. He's not even bothering to pretend anymore. The real ETF quickly shifts his gaze between the spook and the piles of dead bodies on the floor. He's completely stunlocked, you doubt he'll be useful in this fight.
<span class="mu-s">"So be it."</span> Your MAKESHIFT POCKETWATCH is ticking like fucking crazy. You can't look down to check on it but the noise is enough to warn your allies to prepare for whatever's happening. <span class="mu-s">"Let's make this quick."</span> There's an oddly chemical smell in the air now. Like freshly poured bleach.
[MILITARY EXPERIENCE + SILVER INSTINCT] Naomi immediately seems to realize what's happening. "That smell. That smell. An elite unit. You're too young to be one. I know that, I KNOW that." Her mouth is twisted into a nearly feral snarl. Way too much drool is pouring out of her mouth now. "Keep your eyes on him. No matter what you see or hear."
The SILVER AGENT pulls out his SERVICE PISTOL. <span class="mu-s">"We ripped those things out of you, Sage. You're nothing more than an echo."</span> The area around him begins to blur and distort. It's only now that you realize you only killed a Spook by ambushing him while he wasn't expecting to fight.
<span class="mu-r">You never fought one who actually prepared to fight.</span>
"An echo? I don't know what you're on about but you're a sick son of a gun!" Clover keeps his revolver leveled at the agent. "Prepare for justice, freak!"
Wendy is biting her lip so hard, blood is being drawn from it. "Hehe. Time for some stress relief."
Naomi and Kiara are silent, keeping their guns trained on the spook. Drool keeps oozing out of Naomi's mouth and Kiara's eyes narrow into tiny slits.
Quentin immediately flies up into the air while Casey hides behind Kiara, using the robot as makeshift cover.
<span class="mu-s">"Let's dance."</span>
DELICIOUS GIRL R is watching on the sidelines with sparkles of light in her eyes. She's not going in to help? She could clearly just blast a hole in his head.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] She won't act. She's not the 'protagonist' of this encounter. She'll only intervene to 'save the day', to make sure no one dies.
<span class="mu-s">COMBAT ENCOUNTER STARTS!</span>
<span class="mu-s">COMBAT CONDITIONS: DISTORTED PERCEPTION (All ranged attacks against the spook roll -2d6 less. All ranged attacks rolled by the spook roll 6d6 more.)</span>
SILVER ELITE: 10/10 FLESH, 8/8 RESTRAINT, 12d8+10d6 TALENT. (+3 from SERVICE PISTOL, +6d6 from DISTORTION IMPLANT, +4d6 from ELITE TRAINING. SILVER ELITE regenerates 2 FLESH + 1 RESTRAINT per turn while his implant is active. Heals 1 FLESH or RESTRAINT for every 4 6s or 2 8s rolled. May reroll two dice each turn.)
