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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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Lavinia looked up and smirked at the pictures. "Hmm cute." She whispered under her breath. "I think I'm going to go have some fun." She winked at the man in front of her and quickly went to hail a cab.

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IC: Katsu

Katsu's implants displayed the announcement inside his mind. "Hm..."

 

Do I go with the flow or do I fight the power?

 

Katsu began composing an email in his head, debating on who he should send it to...

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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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IC: Katsu

Katsu had sent two copies of his info. One to the Watchmen (like the good, upstanding citizen he was) and one to his boss (because of family rules and all that). With that done, he went on his way.

 

"... I might want a burger."

 

"... Nah."

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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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"N-nervous?" the man said, tightening his hold on the box. "Well, I think I'm kind of entitled to be a nervous with the frickin' corps breathing down everyone's necks all the time."

 

He peered at a security camera mounted on the establishment's ceiling.

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Lavinia smiled and gently put a hand on his arm. "Oh I don't know... They never bother me. But then again... I don't have anything to hide." She smirked and tapped the box.

 

"What's in that box, friend?"

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"Ooh, Kitty has claws, I see." She got a bit closer to him, still smiling. "Don't you think you're going to attract attention? Would be a shame if something were to happen to you."

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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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"Some company." She replied with a teasing smile. "And perhaps just a little knowledge of what's in that box... Promise I won't do anything."

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The man looked up at Antso, his expression bearing an incredulous expression, then back at Lavinia.

 

"Look, if you really wanna know," he said, swallowing. "I probably shouldn't talk about it here."

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"It's not that I want to know, it's just that you're being so secretive that it has made me curious. This is all really your fault, you know?"

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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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IC: Katsu

Katsu decided he wanted a burger after all.

 

So after a short walk, he found himself in line at a burger shop.

 

Coincidentally, the woman he had met at the club was there was well.

 

There was also this guy holding a box and several other people.

 

OOC: open for interaction

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