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Okay, that's some good news! Even if a part of you might already have a different district you want to travel to.
"Third and lastly, a weather report. Due to the recent introduction of A-Energy fumes into the weather system, weather lately has been fucky wucky to put it very lightly all over the City. Lightning storms, blizzards, and floods have been sighted a lot more frequently lately." You can feel your heart dropping upon hearing this.
"None of it is to the point of being lethal or destructive, mind you. But odd weather patterns have been located across I-Corp, H-Corp, D-Corp, and R-Corp districts. Or 4, 8, 9, and 18. The most common oddity is <span class="mu-b">electric interference</span> that will mess with all forms of radio or digital communication. They will still be usable but..."
"<span class="mu-b">You might be able to learn secrets you otherwise might not be privy to should you try to use said equipment in those districts.</span> <span class="mu-r">Secrets that they might KILL YOU to hide.</span>" After he takes one last swing from his glass of whiskey, the television immediately turns off.
Hm. Straight and to the point except for that last bit.
You spend the next few minutes taking a cold shower before putting the bodysuit right back on, alongside a big fluffy coat and some boots to deal with the winter weather that seems to permanently linger around in this part of G-Corp.
You dial a few of your corporate friends, just in case. First off is Ms. Wiltshire.
The line connects real quick. Her calm, gentle voice calms your soul the moment you hear it. "Hello dear. What seems to be the matter?"
"Just in case I go there, I need a map of a particular section of I-Corp. I think it's..." You snap your fingers, trying to remember it over his schizophrenic ramblings. He does ramble about multiple missions at once when he calls you. "NU-7? And the general conditions of the environment and people there."
"Hm. Interesting. <span class="mu-b">That part of I-Corp is sparsely populated, basically uninhabited.</span> It's only a part of I-Corp since no one else wanted it. Average annual temperature is 32.9°F but at this time of year, it's -4°F. Only about 1-2 people per square mile there."
"Those who DO live there are, well, I've heard rumors about <span class="mu-b">'Graverobbers' living down there</span> Big, burly men and women with massive tusks that wear bizarre masks and wield massive shovels. Very territorial and ritualistic people. I've heard rumors they've been around since 1152. They might be willing to barter and bargain with you if you have the right obscure artifacts or powers."
"As for the map, I'll send it over to your boss. Even if you don't go there, he'll keep it for later."
She disconnects after that.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] 'Graverobbers' is a term you've heard about before but you've never encountered one. They're very uncommon and most don't even believe they exist.
Hm. You dial up Mr. Anjaro as your hand wraps around the doorknob to your apartment's door.
