Entry Eleven: The Best Laid Plans
We had three options (that we could figure out). Try and speak to Warlord Hink, who we'd heard was more liberal. Try and find Warlord Corge, who was blind, made ships, and no-one had seen for ages. Steal a ship. The latter plan, suggested by the poncy marine sergeant, whose name I forget, was the one we ended up with. Him and Benny found an Oghman Thresher in a dock and, after shoving Benny into a vent to get a better look, we decided we may as well try and steal it.
I want to note at this point, that my vote was for diplomacy. I set my neural-comms to start typing my experiences up, and we left the motel. Brazen was going to try and distract them by pretending to be one of Hink's new lieutenants, with Kipps and I as her bodyguards, whilst Affa was going to climb through the vents to get inside and... do something Affa-like? Not sure what Benny and the Ponce were doing, but, like always, things immediately went wrong.
Through the door, we heard them talking about a dressed up pet, which was apparently very ugly and it was odd that someone had dressed a 'rat-thing' up in clothes. I could only see Affa, though? Two Oghmans were surrounding them and Brazen was banging on the door, and suddenly we were standing in front of a mean looking one, whilst four more left the ship, and Brazen was acting very uppity and saying that she was looking for her pet. Affa was probably going to bite her after this, but first we had to get on the ship.
All of a sudden, an angry woman walked past us on her way to Hink, to verify we were who we said we were, and Kipps levelled her Adjudicator. I followed her, because... what else was I meant to do, and we opened fire.
** The following is a transcript of events that occured, from a different perspective**
A burst of bullets let out, the muzzle of Teodora's ACR flashing as she shot the closest Oghman, before making a short dash towards the rear bay doors of the ship. Affa and Benny began to move to the doors, both of them sprinting throughout th ebrimming chaos, as Kipps swung the Adjudicator firmly into position, letting off a series of shots directly into the Oghman in front of them. Brazen ran for cover, sliding behind a crate, just before the Oghmans let bullets fly. Affa was gunned down whilst making their run for the ship, their little Aezorgh body crumpling under the incoming hail of bullets. Benny met the same fate, the sound of their body hitting the ground wrenching a wail from Brazen. Teodora had started to sprint and was cut short, a burning line of metal cresting her back as she was thrown to the ground by the impacts, dozens of bullets tearing their way through her body. She would never again speak to her wife. Would never see Tarka again. Her final breaths were short and ragged, her suffering drawn out by the blood that was filling her lungs, before she finally passed away.
Brazen, Kipps and Felipe were still alive. For now.