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"Frankly I thought you were dead." Alexis shrugs. "Glad to see my asset is still kicking."
"I only did it because this dork missed ya." Max elbows Benjamin in the shoulder.
Benjamin flashes his biggest puppy dog eyes at you. "I really did, you know."
Casey is staring into blank space, as if she didn't even hear your statement.
"Also, there's apparently a doppelganger of me? Have you ever seen someone like me? But without, uh, these things?" You gesture at your antlers.
Casey snaps her gaze over to you. "Oh! Yeah, I wonder how you got those. I saw you yesterday at the casino and I was like, waow, nice Nicole lady, you know, but apparently you got Antlers???"
"I was out with some other friends yesterday. In L-Corp's district. That couldn't have been me." You try your best to hide the fear oozing out of your voice.
"Oh! Really?" Casey's smile wavers a bit. "Huh. She was a really nice lady. Had three friends. Tall tan guy with a weird eye, a boy who looks like him-" She points at Benjamin. "A big girl with a really cool jacket and big abs and really long black hair and, uh..."
Her smile immediately changes into a snarling frown. "A horrible mess of implants and muscles. Icky! He looked horrible! Ruined the meat!"
"D-did they say their names or anything else?" You try to pry what little information you can out of Casey.
"Oh! They did say this weird number! 521 something? Weird! Oh well!" Casey immediately turns his attention back to her revolver. Yeah that's all you're going to get out of Casey. Your other allies are equal parts confused and worried at this information bomb dropped.
"W-well then!" You turn over to Benjamin. You hand him over a pile of RUSTED SILVER BERRIES. "U-uh, make some SOMTOIN ALPHA with this as an added ingredient, please?"
[DELUSIONAL] "Sure, totally! I, uh, probably forgot I visited the casino, right? Yeah!" Benjamin tries his best to comfort himself as he begins to work on producing some chems. "That makes sense."
Max lowers her shades, exposing her greyish-blue eyes, to cover her face with her hand. "So there's a doppelganger of you and Benjamin, huh." Max shakes her head before reequipping her shades. "Well! I guess you just gotta kill yourself! Simple answer, right?" She plants a hand your shoulder with a shaky smile. <<span class="mu-b">"I am going to kill the son of a bitch who even THINKS he can look like MY Benjamin."</span>>
"S-sure! B-but about more mission important stuff." You pull her hand off your shoulder. "We're dealing with corporate families, right? Vannis, Huxleys, and Krakatoas. What do you know about them?"
Max plops down on one of the many empty seats at the train station. You sit down alongside her and, shortly after, Alexis joins up with you with curiosity glimmering in her eyes. "So. Huxleys. They're cold blooded capitalists who only believe in one unifying principle."
"<span class="mu-r">Violence.</span> They do NOT care about anything else besides money and violence. A bug-like mindset. Pure survival instinct."