The monotone haze of a Drone's voice hisses out of the dead man's mouth. He walks down the alleyway as if nothing was unusual about what just happened. It's blatantly obvious how janky and forced the movement of the new man is.
<span class="mu-b">So that's what is hidden inside of a Drone. And apparently, they can get a 'replacement body' really easily.</span>
You look at Benjamin. He looks back at you. You mutually agree to NOT talk about this right now. The two of you make a beeline away from the alleyway. The two of you try to lighten up the thing you saw with casual chitchat but none of it really lands.
The two of you eventually end up at a small hole in the wall joint that's hidden in another alleyway. You mostly picked an old marking on your map to decide where to go. The neon sign hanging above it spells out "WOLF UMG", whatever THAT means. "I have no idea what this is but I thought it might be fun!"
"S-sure? Gimme a moment. I'll follow you later." He walks deeper into the alleyway to call Max. Before you enter the bar, you hide the A-Energy box underneath piles on piles of random garbage littering the alleyway. Best to hide it.
Benjamin shortly returns. "She'll be here soon. Lead the way." You nod, pushing open the door. The two of you sneak deeper into the building.
https://youtu.be/_8iI2bBrw2Y - WOLF UMG
Smoke is the first thing you smell when you step in. An overwhelming smell that has clearly stained the walls of the small parlor you found yourselves in. You take a moment to adjust to the smell before you make out any other details about it.
It's a remarkably cramped place, probably only has enough room to hold fifty people on a good day. Old chairs and tables litter around the place as if they were randomly placed wherever the owner felt like. Men triple your age sit around the tables to play a variety of games. Mahjong, poker, blackjack, all manners of gambling.
There's also a few old slot machines being hogged by said old timers. Aside from the places where you can gamble, there's a small bar at the corner and a stage at the back of the room. A group of jazz musicians are playing away on it. You gotta admit, the music they're playing doesn't sound half bad.
"Quite an interesting place. Never been the gambling type, heh." Benjamin keeps his eyes open when he scans the place. "You sure this is good enough?"
"Hey, it's fun to try new places." You lead him over to a small table not currently occupied. The two of you sit down after you grab a third chair in preparation for your latest guest. You take a moment to enjoy the atmosphere. It's dingy and dark but there's an odd comfort it brings you.
Benjamin quickly relaxes as well. The two of you sit there in amicable silence until its interrupted by the sound of a chair being pulled away from the table. You look up to notice someone standing next to your table.
Benjamin's face lights up upon seeing them. "Oh, hey!"
"Hey there, Benny." The girl giggles. "Got a new toy, huh?"
