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IC: Katsu

He had been taking a walk to a nearby grocery store, that was it.

 

Then he noticed the lady he had met at the bar early being accosted by some person and then taking off, wading into the crowd with one of the people questioning her slowly pursuing on a motorcycle. Curious Katsu shrugged and started following the bike, trying his best to not seem suspicious. Besides, he was on his way to h tore, which was legitimately in this direction. He didn't really care if he was noticed, but he didn't want to give the motorcycle person the wrong idea; he was of from his "other" work after all. The bike eventually stopped and the person on it was talking with the lady from earlier. Katsu walked closer, checking his grocery list. "Rice, cucumbers..."

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Amid the confusion of that night in the underground city, several electronic billboards diverged from their usual schedule of pastel-shaded, flashy advertisements to deliver an alert in plain, red font:
 
ATTENTION:
The following individuals are wanted for questioning in connection to ongoing acts of industrial espionage:
Sloan Jamowitz
Beef Stroganoff


Each name was accompanied by a photo, likely gleaned from a quick google search by some unpaid intern.

Suspects were last seen driving a red sportscar west on Sixth Street in Laquearia's business district. Any information regarding either suspect should be reported to the Watchmen immediately. Failure to do so may result in criminal charges.

Any net-connected device within a few blocks of the Optic would receive a similar notification.

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IC: Karla Jenson

 

 

Beep.

 

Karla looked down at her cell.

 

The following individuals are wanted for questioning in connection to ongoing acts of industrial espionage:
Sloan Jamowitz
Beef Stroganoff


[images of suspects, a little fuzzy and badly cropped]

Suspects were last seen driving a red sportscar west on Sixth Street in Laquearia's business district. Any information regarding either suspect should be reported to the Watchmen immediately. Failure to do so may result in criminal charges.

 

 

She had no idea how her cell could display red text, and she didn't like how it hurt her eyes in the low-light conditions.

 

Karla looked up at the street sign. She just managed to see that it said "Sixth Street" before a red sportscar blasted past her.

 

Hmm, these names ring a small bell. A dead, broken bell, but still...

 

Karla raced back to her motorbike several blocks back, checking her Uzi, Glock and her K-10 Plasma before gunning the throttle and heading west on Sixth Street. After about half a minute, she saw the sportscar in the distance.

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IC: Beth

 

Beth saw one of the billboards as they passed by.

 

"Looks like someone saw us," she said. "And these billboards are everywhere..."

 

She smirked.

 

"We're gonna attract a lot of unwanted attention. We could hop onto cyberspace and take care of that alert, but I dunno how well-protected the city infrastructure is."

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grrrr

 

Lavinia had already gone a considerable distance away from the bothersome boys when her stomach made it very clear to her that it was hungry.

 

ugh... I really should start remembering not to skip meals on work days.

 

She sighed softly to herself and quickly walked into a nearby burger joint.

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A nearby IVX-brand touchscreen lit up as Antso walked in front of it. It wirelessly read the personal data stored on his iPad 20S and recommended he order the new McJambón Ham Sandwich. After showing a short clip of a hip-looking young man taking a hearty bite out of the aforementioned vein-clogging food product, the words "slide to order" appeared on the screen next to a small arrow. A nervous man in line behind Antso with a cardboard box tucked under his arm shifted uncomfortably.

 

"Hey, man," said the nervous man. "can you hurry up? I'm frickin' starving."

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The man's face paled.

 

"Oh jesus, you're one of them, aren't you?"

 

He took a few steps back and reached into his coat with his free hand. When he found what he was looking for, he pulled it out just enough for Lavinia to make out the unmistakable shape of a pistol grip. He didn't pull out the gun quite yet.

 

"Look, I don't wanna make a scene, but there is no way you're getting what's in this box."

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"Oh my dear, I wouldn't dream of it." She gently grabbed his arm, pulling him close almost flirtatiously. The knife implanted into her left arm, now obscured by his body, gently emerged and pressed against him. "But surely you wouldn't mind some company?"

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On the opposite wall was a grid of small heated containers. A light below one of them lit up and a robotic voice repeated the contents of Antso's order several times in several different languages.

 

Meanwhile, the man swallowed.

 

"God, lady. Whatever you say..."

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