Headed back across a familiar bridge, the darkness of the twilight hours makes the city's architecture really pop. The silhouette of the crews van prowls the late evening streets long past closing time. When those who'd rather not be seen like to come out… preying on drunken sitting ducks none the wiser.
The van jiggles with an unsteady consistency. TuckTuck squeaks, his mechanical servos restlessly stumbling about all over the back of the van desperate for some stability.
"Not used to ridin' huh?" Carter asks from the front passenger seat, smirking at TuckTuck.
"No which is kinda interesting… he's usually really stable- TuckTuck" Gina raises to get his attention.
TuckTuck scrambling around stumbles over Zaunya's long legs. Feeling the heavy weight of her chrome, he latches onto her, finally feeling some relief from the van turbulence.
"TuckTuck come here- Ar-Oss" Gina demands aggravated.
"No no, he's ok." Zaunya mutters lightly with a curious smile. She hesitantly places a palm on his back with a few awkward pats as he snuggles into place. "Hehe.. he's heavy." She giggles.
"Where'dya get em? Gift bag at a saka corp company party?" Brian throws back from behind the wheel.
"Not quite a gift." She looks over at TuckTuck with a warm smile. "I used to do procurement for a lot of different Arasaka projects in house. My boss was delivered a whole case of em… trial run of sorts.. distributed to some of his fellow execs and their personal security operators. Sent back for scrap or refinementfrom all the defects and degradation overtime. Some of these projects get shitcanned for no reason though… just random defunding.Countless of em honestly…. I uh… I didn't think he was gonna make it so…"
"Is he pre-script or..? I mean, I know corp hardware's gonna have some level of baked in directive but he seems pretty lucid." Zaunya asks lightly petting him.
Gina's smile grows larger. Having kept him in secret, she's never had people to talk to about him… let alone see him connect with anyone else. It's almost enough to take her mind off the situation shes speeding headfirst into… the guns, the numbers, the muscle.. she's more than familiar. However when it comes to cyberpunks? Strangers? Not so much… she knows with them around, shit like odds fade faster than her quick draw.
"I don't know… I don't think so. He's… a good learner-machine learning if I had to guess but sometimes he's… pretty unpredictable with his behaviors. Can be a handful at times."
"Choom of mine had this prototype drone he ripped from a street techie a while back. Emphasis on prototype. Fucker sliced my chrome dome while he was tinkerin' with it. Thought it was gonna take a chunk."
TuckTuck adjusts his grip on Zaunya's leg as he cheeps and re-snuggles. She giggles.
"Don't gotta worry about any slices with this little booger. He's more of a….. crusher." Gina looks to Carter... sharing a chuckle-smirk.
Brian produces a shard from his pocket. "Slot in rookie." He says reaching back to Gina from the driver's seat, she hesistantly reaches and grabs it.
"What's this?" She asks holding up the blinking blue piece of metal.
"Tracker. You can call it- let's say… a 'contingency' to use some of that corpo speak for ya."
"Yeah, but-"
"-Not sure how much time ya got runnin' the streets doll but they're rarely predictable. Trust me, you're gonna want a tether." Carter mutters with eyes forward on the road.
Gina stares down at the shard… even her time as a corpo was eventually rid of such a thing thanks to her boss Hiroshi. The last place she'd expect something like this to turn back up in her life again is the street.
She slots the shard.
The van hits a pothole as they dip back into a more than active Japantown. The neon colorscape floods the van with an intense flicker. Carter's eyes on the street are already starting to mark Tyger Claws in numbers. Feels like there's far more of them out tonight than usual… three times the amount of Mizutanis.. four times the amount of Yaiba Kusunagis roaming; in formation even. Some of their street getup was foreign- clearly out of towners. Did someone die…? Someone must've died.
"We're about ten minutes out so ears up. Gonna go over this again." Brian raises from behind the wheel.
We witness the play as we listen to him drawing it up.
"In the streets of NC… force can at times be as devastating as numbers. Go in hot… you're gonna be met with hot."
Katana on her back, Gina makes her way down the block in the dead of night.. a nervous yet determined walking pace weaving through late night foot traffic. She enters... escorted by two sumo sized huscle through Kashu Hanten filled with Tyger Claws. She catches stray looks of disbelief as some rise to their feet and follow behind her.. reaching for weapons like looming predators. The office door slides closed behind her.
"Go in cold….. you decide when to bring the heat."
A sumo sized, augmented hand snatches the hilt of her katana. She gasps… clasping at it while turning around before met by a heavy balled fist punching her square in the face with full force. She drops to the back office floor with a heavy thud.
"Booster gangers… use numbers to make up for their lack of force. They send messages… leave behind statements of psychological warfare… messy on purpose.Wit blood on the carcass, these claws'll have backs turned n' tails up. Feastin' on vanity n' vengeance as their awareness turns to shit."
Gina with both arms held back takes another slug, sending bloody spit flying from her sliced and bruised face in the darkened office.
"But make no mistake about it-"
She squeals... punched again with full force.
"Without the right force-"
Another heavy impact from a balled fist on face vibrates the small office as she dangles limp.
Brian nods. "Numbers can be enough."
Another punch and Kahuna raises a hand... immediately seizing the merciless beatdown on Gina by his Tygers.
He slowly waddles up to her with a smile… grabbing a fistful of her short hair, forcing her beaten and bloody face upward… he looks down at her with a smirk before letting her head go limp.
"In my experience… catchin' any particular Tyger by the toe's never been a straight shot… network's just too damn big... but now with the right bait…"
Gina is dragged out of Kashu Haten surrounded by a legion of Tyger Claws laughing and cheering. Kahuna waddles out the building behind her… a more than rare sight to see his fatass outside and moving around. Even his paranoid ass wouldn't dare miss this one… his grating laugh joins the rest of his fellow gangers. They drop Gina to the concrete and wrap a nylon rope around her neck as she slowly stirs awake, trying to regain consciousness. They toss it over a streetlight and yank hard… kicking her adrenaline back in as she grits her bloody teeth... struggling against them lifting her into the air surrounded by cheers and pumping fists. Passing civilians on the street pick up their pace… running in fear or watching in disbelief. She squeezes her fingers between the rope just enough for leverage.. freeing her constricted windpipe ever so slightly. Once high enough, Kahuna raises his hand for the final order, having them anchor the rope.
"...We got some Tygers to hunt."
Kahuna raises his fat arms to a flood of cheers and shouts… victory shots from modified iron pop off in the air.. bike engines rev… battle screeches ring out.
Surrounded by a frenzy of Tygers... Gina fills the streets with her roar through bloody teeth, clutching the rope around her neck.
"NEE-QUE!!!!!!!!!!"
TuckTuck grunts.. whipping a heavy frag grenade into the air with his tail from the shadows, sending it sailing overhead of the pack.
Carter steps out of cover with a look of gritted focus on his face… head tilted with pointed iron cocked sideways.
With a single booming shot… he hits the frag flipping through the night sky just above the crowd. The fiery explosion sends bodies flying like ripples through still water. The momentum sends Gina, clutching at the rope, swinging from the streetlight with breakneck force. After a quick wince shielding his eyes from the explosion, Carter re-focuses, firing a second shot at Gina's swinging rope… cutting her down as she drops to the street atop a pile of stunned Tyger Claws. Chaotic shouts in Japanese ring out as they try to coordinate.
The ambush kicks off… Brian slowly walks forward… popping the pins on four anti-personell gash grenades in both hands. As he flings them forward… Zaunya steps past him triggering her sandevistan.
Gina chokes... struggling with the intense pain as she clutches the rope around her neck. With blood streaming from her mouth… she screams again down to the pavement.
"SAI-RRAAAACH!!!!!!!"
Packs of gangers start to scramble… cocking iron with heads on a swivel. Bullets fly instinctually without much thought of friendly fire. Goons are trampled in the frenzy… iron's pointed in all the wrong directions, they're not ready.
Zaunya's focus is like never before. Speeding toward a pack of off balance Tyger Claws, she sees the lasers of Brian's gash grenades trigger.. the red breams slowly crawl from their center as she gets to work… weaving through gangers while taking heads with her pump action shotgun. She dives with nimble corkscrew twists, dodging sprouting grenade lasers melting through gangers as she racks the gauge… prioritizing chromed thugs she sees quicker on the draw- one's outside the initial blast radius. Her kiroshi's glow a golden yellow, pinging the few combat netrunners in the area that she charges toward… sending shells through spines at impossible to see speeds.
With blurred vision and no wind left in her lungs, Gina finally gets the rope off her neck. Staggering to her feet, the first thing her eyes see is a rifle… presented to her in Brian's giant fist.
Without a look, she grabs for it… Brian using the gun to assist her back up to her feet. A sharp look in each other's eyes before she clutches the tool… the safety's popped amongst gunfire. With weapon now in hand, she steps past him with a renewed energy as they turn to fire into the crowd.
Carter hears Gina scream another command off in the distance as his kiroshi's twitch from target to target.. his twin pistols doing the same. His neural implants and adrenaline booster overclocking at an intense pace. He dodges several swings from an advancing katana, stepping in with a perfectly timed shoulder push, unloading rounds into the ganger's gut as he pushes him forward away from an incoming attack from behind. Carter turns drawing a second liberty, unloading shots into the face of the pursuing ganger before he's hit with a slug in the back from a different direction and sent flying with a nearby car explosion. The concentration of violence and chaos on the block is defeaning.
TuckTuck with piercing red eyes digs his bladed legs into the eyes of a borged out Tyger Claw, ripping them out to a shower of yellow synthblood. He leaps from the ganger to another, stabbing his skull with heavy kinetic force sending blood flying as he hears Gina's beckoning scream. He immediately hops off the ganger dropping to the floor lifeless… he tucks into a ball… zooming through streets covered in thick blood, dismembered limbs and half dead Tygers crawling to safety. He makes it to Gina pinned behind cover of a shredded Mizutani that's caught fire.. turning his back to her and watching the unfolding war. She opens a small compartment in his back.. grabbing her Araska gut hook alongside a single high-caliber rifle bullet before closing the compartment. "Nee-Que!" She grunts to him as they both break from cover in opposite directions.
Brian punches an implant heavy tyger claw half his size with full force, exploding his head into a shower of blood and chrome. Hes stabbed in the back with a bowie knife with full force as he's lit up with small and heavy rounds, lightly jostling his body with impacts unable to penetrate. He turns and reaches for the gangers head, twisting it in the opposite direction as his neck snaps and he drops to the street. Brian raises a forearm… triggering the Lace Attenua as his kiroshis glow a lava orange to an incoming missile. The kinetic force of the missile is stopped dead on impact of Brian's forearm as it drops to the street.. the resulting explosion dismembers charging tyger claws surrounding him, sending blood and body parts flying through the air. Brian doesn't miss a beat.. disengaging the lace attenua and raising his rifle to fire at the gangers lobbing missiles at him. He suppresses their position as tech rifle beams and heavy rounds continue to pelt him being the biggest target on the street as small splats of blood fly from Brian's body. A sudden explosion twice the size of the one he just took sends the gangers and the car they were tucked behind flying in a fiery inferno. Brian traces the source of the shot to see Zaunya with her Projectile launcher protruding from her right arm, surrounded by smoke and electricity purging from her body. Focused high-caliber gunfire draws toward her, jostling her body as it grazes realskinn and shreds her leather trench with new scars.
Their eyes meet… together surrounded by a whirlwind of violence and war. An impossible moment.
"MOVE!!!" She screams to him sending multiple metal jacket missiles in the opposite direction with her arm, firing her booming Nue with the other, racking up serious numbers as she takes off, barely dodging two grenades thrown in her direction. The crisp, cybernetic sounds of her implants working at full capacity rings out among dodged explosions. Moving more like machine than woman.
Carter charges a position of rattled Tyger Claws without hesitation. Leaping over their cover he lands two head shots, dropping two immediately. He swats the barrel of a rifle raising up toward him before a swift elbow at the wielder. He grabs the rifle, using his momentum to wheel kick another, finishing both off with rifle rounds before it clicks empty. A sharp swing of a blade slices his shoulder, dragging deep across his chest with a speed and force that'd dismember a ganic man. Instead the street samurai goes for a forward thrust at Carter's gut. Carter catches the blade with his bare, gorilla armed hands and squeezes tight trying to bend and break it. The samurai yanks the blade hard with refined technique, freeing it from Carter's grip, slicing the palms of his hands to a loud shriek and eyes closed tight. The samurai lunges again for Carter's throat, the forward momentum is met by another blade in his gut, stopping him in his tracks. He looks down to see Gina with gritted teeth staring daggers in his eyes. She yanks her gut hook out his belly.. pulling out lengths of intestine with showers of blood as he screams to the sky. He drops to his knees half dead before Carter's headshot ends his suffering. Carter and Gina, covered in carnage and blood, exchange an adrenaline fueled look into each other's eyes. An impossible moment of connection you can't find in any other way. She reaches for iron at her feet as they go back to back unloading rounds.
The echos of violence and gunfire fade like your favorite soundtrack. Fires burn… explosion smoke settles.. double taps put gangers to rest. The crew's heads on a swivel, they breath heavy… damaged and exhausted. Shoulders rise and lower… blood and bruises trail down their limbs as they point weapons in all directions that matter. Their bodies purge volumes of smoke and electricity from overclocked implants of various colors nearly at their limits. Bodies lay everywhere… some twitching, other's motionless, some drag themselves before their final breath.
A sudden onslaught of sheer carnage… a quick count of each other amongst dying moans and coughs of pain… all still standing.
The crew looks over to see Brian yank a knife from a corpse, slowly staggering to his feet toward them with blood dripping from everywhere on his body. He checks the dwindling count on his Nue's Magazine while stumbling forward. He pops the mag back in, staggering past a borged out Tyger Claw on his knees near death that gave him more than a hard time. Brian stumbles past him… a final booming no look shot sends him to the pavement with blood spraying.
Brian grunts, staggering back to the gathering crew as Zaunya catches his uneasy balance.
"Brian!?" She shouts with wide eyes trying to stabilize him.
"Reload…" He mumbles painfully in Zaunya's grasp as the crew hears the sounds of revving engines fade in on approach.
"RELOAD!!!" Brian shouts, shoving himself out of Zaunya's grasp as the crew turns and fans out, stepping over countless corpses... checking magazines and implants. Carter takes position holding his head in serious pain… an intense migraine brought about by his overclocked neuro implants. The sleek sound of Zaunya's chrome disengages, maxdoc inhalers are huffed in pain, Gina snatches a blood dripped katana out from under a dismembered Tyger Claw. The engines grow louder in the night… the only light orange from stray car fires encased in wafting black smoke.
Among the littered dead… the crew marches forward.
A speeding Mahir Supron with a huge Tyger Claw decal on the hood trails smoke headed straight toward them… the engine roars as the van blows past scrambling pedestrians with a fleet of bikes following quickly behind it. A wave of red and green carrying the momentum of death.
Brian sprints toward it… Zaunya by his side again triggers her sandevistan and speeds ahead. Both leaving an electrostatic smoke trail behind from overclocked implants.
The van driver gasps as eyes open wide to the sight of Brian's giant frame sprinting toward them. He floors it… picking up even more speed as he grits… gripping the wheel tight with focus.
Teeth gritted… Brian triggers the lace attenua. The cracking wiz of the chrome engages as the LEDs on his spinal column light up underneath his trench. His kiroshis glowing a lava orange.. the spider veins bulging around his eyes.
He slams shoulder first into the front of the speeding van.. sending it flipping through the nightsky some fifteen feet over his head and well up the street past the conflict. The velocity of the impact creates a vibrating shockwave… a sonic boom that shatters nearby windows and pops countless car alarms. The van sailing through the air lands on it's hood… exploding in a firey inferno. The claws stacked inside never making it out. Before Brian can bark the next order, he's punched square in the face hard with augmented strength. Instincutally he triggers the lace attenua, stopping a bullet that falls from his face on impact. Its followed up with more unseeable strikes, making him raise his guard on the backfoot. In the midst of the onslaught he manages to grab one of these assaulting wrists, getting a quick glimpse at Kahuna using the full ability of his sandevistan. Brian engages the pipe cannon in his wrist firing off a high caliber shot that misses. Kahuna smashes Brian in the face, freeing his wrist from the grip before a headbutt that lands flush with the attenua overclocked. Kahuna presses the advantage using his dense weight combined with an augmented flurry of strikes.
Zaunya sprinting forward sees these bikes… they're nearly stood still as they speed toward her people with murder in their eyes. Two shotgun blasts lift two Tygers into the air as their bikes continue speeding forward. Their blood floating like zero gravity in space. Zaunya's gauge clicks dry... she flips it over and grabs the barrel.. taking a baseball bat swing and crushing the face of a third ganger.. sending his bike forward without him. The force of the impact explodes Zaunya's shotgun into pieces of chunked scrap as her sandevistan disengages, overused to capacity. The bikes skid, slamming into parked cars and through first floor building windows. She turns around and sees more barreling toward her… mantis blades raised in the air to swing. Without a thought, muscle memory kicks in… diving and ducking lethal blade swings with sheer luck as some circle back toward her. Several Mantis blade slices land from follow-up bikes flying by.. her body taking the full kinetic impact swipe after swipe... sending her blood flying from deep gashes. A mantis blade speeding by lodges itself in the chrome around her ribs… the momentum snatches her as the bike continues zooming. Zaunya's eyes close tight… with blood seeping from her mouth, she grits her teeth… gripping the lodged mantis blade trying to yank it out as the ganger frantically tries to shake her off. Zaunya's dead weight yanks the bike down to the street at full speed.. snapping the bike's frame and sending the rider flying into the night as his mantis blade lodged in Zaunya rips his entire arm off. The bike in pieces skids through bloody streets, stopped only by laid corpses. Zaunya rolls over and finally gets good leverage.. yanking the severed mantis blade arm out of her side with a glop of her blood splatting to the streets as she shrieks in pain. Another Tyger recently fallen from his bike near her frantically unloads pistol rounds in her direction tagging her. Zaunya staggers toward him.. raising the severed mantis blade arm... she swings down slicing his chest open as she falls atop of him... continuing to stab.
Gina crosses swords with another street samurai charging forward fueled by adrenaline… ending him with a series of counter strikes. Carter at her back, crouched behind cover sends rounds at another pack of Tyger claws dug in and returning fire as another mechanical revving fills the streets much closer than the bike engines. Combat drones flying toward them up the street unload a volley of missiles and high caliber rounds in their direction. They break for new cover… bullet holes the size of baseballs riddle the lifeless bodies they dart past. Glops of blood spray as chunks and limbs are sent flying from drone missiles trying to track them... Gina twist dives through a burning hollowed out Supron to get to the otherside for cover as Carter slides underneath. The drone fire focuses in on their crumbling position flying in as they struggle to return fire getting tagged as bullets rip right through the burning car.
TuckTuck slowly crawls toward the edge of a streetlight sat above the suppressing drones as rifle rounds from different angles deflect off him. He grips the streetlight for leverage before springing himself down.. he tucks into a ball.. smashing one of the drones with full force. Electricity and smoke purges from the drone's caved in hole as it screams down to the street and TuckTuck bounces off, landing on the next beside it. He jams his prongs into the thick metal, unleashing a massive surge of electricity into the drone frying its insides as it floats down to the street. He hops to the final drone unloading a volley of heavy rounds at Gina and Carter's position. TuckTuck instinctually bites the barrel of the drone's gun… bullets fill his mouth with building kinetic force and gunsmoke as he secures the bite and shreds the barrel sending it flinging. Eyes glowing red, TuckTuck stabs the drone relentlessly as it plummets down to the street. He crashes to the ground back first on top of it, crushing the rest into a pile of scrap. Through the smoke, he sees nothing but an oversized boot stomping down toward him. He rolls backwards barely dodging it before leeping to dodge a quicker follow up stomp. He's caught in the air by a pair of giant augmented hands that grip him firmly. TuckTuck wriggles frantically in the iron grasp as he's raised face level to this sumo sized chromejock. The ganger pulls as hard as he can… trying to rip TuckTuck in half as he grits his teeth, straining hard grunting with eyes closed tight. TuckTuck's wriggling sharpens in a panic as his chrome carapace creeks.. starting to give. A loud metal racking emits from TuckTuck's body.. the ganger opens his eyes. A single loud booming shot sends TuckTuck flying out of the Tyger's hands… removing his head from his shoulders in a spraying shower of yellow synthblood. TuckTuck slams to the street hard with sparks skidding underneath.. gunsmoke emits from his body as the headless ganger drops to his knees and plants there.
With his right hand, Brian snatches Kahuna's throat… his feral adrenaline initiating the heaviest one armed lift of his life. The working mechanics of cyberware whir intensely in synergy with his raw strength. Brian grits his teeth straining hard… lifting Kahuna into the air from the street choking the last of his air out of him.
He holds him there with an intense look in his eyes… surrounded by fire… death and destruction… the silhouette of a giant man lift choking another. The image grips the minds of anyone on the street able to see it… every single high up apartment window filled with silent silhouettes in awe at the sight. A single block filled with a level of carnage that'd rival any Night City street war.
Gina staggers through countless corpses… groans of pain and subtle death throes. She staggers past Carter helping Zaunya to her feet… blood streams down her arm reaching into her pocket as she approaches TuckTuck gathering himself; shaking blood from his carapace. He raises up onto his back legs and tilts his little green eyed head to the side looking up at her. She pulls a fifty caliber rifle round from the pocket.. tossing it to the street like a dog treat. TuckTuck quickly gobbles the bullet up… he burps, cocking the round into place. He promptly follows behind her as she continues her pace with renewed vigor toward Brian chucking Kahuna to the street. She draws her gut hook… a series of intricate flips of the blade between her fingers with eyes locked on a half dead Kahuna.
A bloody and battered Brian stands over Kahuna with a final stare down into his eyes… her turns to walk away.
Gina punts Kahuna in the ribs hard to a painful squeal as she holds her side in pain. He rolls over onto his back barely concious, giving himself a squinted, blurry look up at her. Baring her teeth down at him... their eyes meet.
"...Y-you… you loved it." He dismissively mutters up at her. A blood filled gutteral laugh sprays up at her stood broken and bloody. A statement carrying a weight rivaling his own. Gina's eyes widen to his pain-filled laugh hard to listen to… she stomps her boot down to his throat, silencing him with a pin.
"Where are the blades!" Gina grits. She removes her boot and stabs him in the gut while dropping down and climbing atop him… he shrieks in a pitch shes never heard before. TuckTuck hurries to her side hearing the stress in Gina's voice.
"WHERE ARE THE BLADES!!!" She screams surrounded smoke, fire and death… another sharp plunge of her guthook in his large targeted belly sends blood flying.
Carter switches places with Zaunya… his long arm now slung over her shoulder barely conscious having reached near full mental fatigue. Neuro implants are no joke… very much a double edged sword the higher up the quality ladder you climb. She slowly staggers over toward the sidewalk as they plop down and she tends to him. Frantically searching for whatever medical gear they've got left.
"WHERE!!!!!" Gina's roar as primal as the jungle rings through the cleared out streets as her stabs increase in intensity with no regard for aim. Zaunya tending to Carter glances over at Gina's frenzy… a familiar sight connected to her own trauma. She takes mental note with the image slamming against her subconcious with each of Gina's visceral stabs.
"Hey-Hey!! E-easy!! W-watch the head!WATCH THE HEAD!!!" Brian shouts pulling Gina off, stopping her knife frenzy working on his face. She struggles to shove out of his grip but he keeps it firm. Embracing her fire fully surrounded by death and destruction… without a single regard for the why.
Her feral resistance becomes a tight grip… her shouting screams become a crying whimper in his grasp. The tension release in her body struggling to subside in a firm a grasp.
In the depths of Night City… another impossible moment is found.
Huffing heavy doses of Maxdoc far past doc's recommendation, Zaunya and Carter regroup with Brian, Gina and TuckTuck. All five of them stood amongst tamed Tygers and Kahuna's massacred corpse.
Released from Brian's embrace, she sees her blade… that purple aikuchi katana presented in Carter's bloody red right hand. A look up into his eyes as TuckTuck climbs her shoulder. They exchange a warm smile.
Brian and Zaunya's foreheads gently press… a hand on the back of her head… her palms pressed against his chest. Heavy breathing without words… an exchange of energy neither'd be able to explain. Having again found themselves in this hard to define embrace... reminscent of their past experience together. Both can feel... neither can understand.
The distant whining of approaching sirens fade in. All heads immediately turn in the sound's direction… street instinct kicking back in sharply.
"Carter." Brian orders.
Wincing in pain, Carter drops to a knee pulling his personal link. He jacks into Kahuna's barely recognizable head as his kiroshi's briefly flicker.
"Fuck!" Carter grits. "He's got ice."
He catches Brian's knife tossed to him.
"I got it." Zaunya mutters, drawing her sixth street blade stepping forward to approaching sirens.
Carter catches the knife and his wrist is quickly gripped.
"I got this." Gina ensures, drawing her katana with a crisp, clean sleekness having missed the war. With a single swipe made to look effortless, the heads removed.
TuckTuck sniffs at Kahuna's head curiously as Brian grips it by the hair picking it up. He looks around at his people stood with him… breathing heavy… bloody... battered and bruised… but alive. A final nod of confirmation to all of them.
"Let's delta."