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"So, Ben?" You hold out the two leftover party favors. "What are these anyways?"
Benjamin perks up upon seeing the black pills. "Oh. I wasn't lying to Marla. Those are some of the strongest psychoactives I could make on short notice. To a normal human, it makes you trip your balls off. I'm not sure what it might do to you, though?" He does an overdramatic shrug. Well then. "I think they're called..."
>SINNLÖSCHEN x2 added to inventory! (+2 WILLPOWER, you roll d8s when making WILLPOWER checks and -1 FLESH DAMAGE taken while active. Constantly drains your RESTRAINT while active.)
"Horrifying! Thanks!" You pocket the black pills into your pocket.
"No problem! That's half of your appeal!" Benjamin beams a cheerful smile at you.
"what the fuck do you mean by that, ben." Max's smirk widens a bit too much.
Before anything more can be said, Clover barges back into the office with a suitcase full of money and a quiet phone in his hand. He hands over the two to you with the most exhausted look a man could possibly have on his face. It's like he aged fifty years over that phone call. "...I need something to drink. Casey- What the?"
Adam, Ashley, and Casey all look over at Clover. Adam is gripping onto Casey's left arm, Ashley is gripping onto her right arm, and Clover's revolver is still firmly gripped in Casey's hand.
"Uh." Adam starts to sweat bullets. "It's, uh-"
"It's exactly what it looks like." Ashley shrugs her shoulders with a blasé expression.
"Hoi!" Casey quickly drops the gun upon seeing Clover. Thankfully, Adam and Ashley are able to catch it before another misfire can happen.
"youknowwhatyeahsure." Clover's brain short circuits for a moment before rebooting. "I'm gonna have to ask you to leave now, though. Not to be an impolite house but uh. Let's just say my associates are kinda pissed at me kicking them out for the game."
You and your allies murmur understandingly, no point overstaying your welcome. As you pocket your phone and start heading out of the office, Clover clicks his tongue to get your attention. "One last thing. I put the numbers of me and my sponsors on the phone."
"Mr. Sukane is a former T-Company executive, <span class="mu-b">call him whenever you need help scheduling meetings or temporal-related stuff.</span> Ms. Wiltshire is associated with O-Corp, <span class="mu-b">call her if you need information from WAY before the City was created.</span> And as for Ms. Anjaro, <span class="mu-b">those fellas know a bit too much about the Wastes outside the City.</span>"
>CONNECTIONS is now 4! You may call these associates for favors, given the right bargaining chips or CONNECTIONS checks.
>You may now hire Clover as an ally!
"Now. You really should be going."
You and your allies (sans Casey, seems like she wants to stay behind) make a beeline towards the exit. You notice how fucking heavy the briefcase you're carrying is. You never did think about how heavy 80k would actually be.
>Casey has left the party! Alas, alack, abass.
