01-29-2018, 10:42 PM
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Previously
The microdrones had swept the area while she'd worked her way over. It paid to be in shape. Now the little guys zipped about, in a morphing perimeter like carpenter bee-sized sentries. Big Brother loomed nearby too, disguised tonight as a Papa John’s delivery drone. He even had a pizza. Well and her firepower should she need it. Hopefully not though. It was quiet...
The assassin stood in the shadows on the roof of a building overlooking the remains of what had been an Atherim safehouse. It was an unnecessary endeavor, sticking to shadows that is, while employing Quantum Camouflage. Or maybe nothing nowadays could be too paranoid given the demise of Baccarat Mansion, the fucking Regus and now this. The hovering LED crime scene holo strips squaring off the the ashes and rubble really said it all. The authorities had found evidence a crime, she was guessing -wild shot here- arson since the building had burned down.
There was a small collection of hodgepodge items serving as a memorial too; flowers, pictures, teddy bears, an LED candle...and a traffic cone. That was funny. She hoped when she died, someone remembered her with a traffic cone. Then again, Nika didn’t have any friends that weren’t machines. Just a corpse then. No strings.
There really wasn’t anything more for her to do here. Sure she could’ve ASC’d/Google to pull up the news but that left a digital trail unless she went underground but that too raised different kinds of alarms. Sometimes creepier alarms. Better in person. Plus, most of the news was some lie or another crapped out by the CCD and its lackeys. Also, Nika wasn’t really for pawing through the ashes. This was a normal type of fire; petrol, probably and natural gas whether that was part of the plan or just an added bonus didn’t really matter. Not big picture. She’d used those materials herself enough to recognize the result. The Baccarat? Well that was an entirely different monster. Nika wasn’t going near that shit.
Bottom line here? There were still traitors amidst the Atherim and that did not sit well with her. That house had cameras. Everything had cameras. She needed a secure terminal to access the meat and potatoes. She had to visit a safehouse. Awesome. The assassin was not too thrilled about that.
To Be Continued...
Edited by Nika Raskov, Jan 31 2018, 12:07 AM.