Rolled 42, 21 = 63 (2d100)
>>5684071Say what you will about Fizz, she'd perfected the art of the street shuffle long before she knew how to talk! Shimmying up a nearby cable like some kind of Venusian Squirrel, the street urchin froze in place as a loud, smoke-belching aircraft roared overhead! Both gangers followed the vehicle through the lenses of their scuffed laborer's dust masks and somehow missed the hanging street urchin!
"... the hell was THAT?" Asked the taller one as the sound of the flying machine faded into the distance.
"Think it's that new corp... y'know, Ter.... Terbius?"
"It's Ternimus, dumbass. They got planes?"
"Yyyyep. They're just flyin' em all over the place lately..." As the words leave the stockier gangster's filter, the two exchange a slow, but shared look of excitement.
"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"
"Hell yea I am! I never jacked a plane before!"
Scampering off in the direction of the aircraft, the gangsters left Fizz alone with their quarry-an AKSG Courier that picked the wrong alley to head through.
Prodding the corpse with her robotic leg, Fizz spotted the telltale glimmer of cybernetics poking out of an incision in the stiff's head! Poking at it more with her finger, an idea hatches in the girl's head... it wasn't the 'I'm Mandated By the Company To Love Venus' T-Shirt she was gonna buy for everyone back at The Lighthouse, but it could still make a swell gift for someone! Whatever it is!
Cracking her knuckles and sticking out her tongue in concentration, Fizz moves to extract the augmentation! She could grab the other gifts later!
>Rolling to extract the augment!>Rolling to track down gifts for the others! 