Azumanga Shadowrun
"Havya seen yer mother, bay-beeee... standin' in the shadoooooow?" Yukari caterwauled. She wasn't quite falling, but "walking" would be an insult to bipedal motion. She walkgerred. She teetertoed. She dragged her shoulder along the brick facade of Forever Flesh, picking up a greasy stain of God-knows-what on her flatjacket. Minamo winced. Man, what whe had to put up with from the stupid slot...
"C'mon, Nyamo-babyeeee," Yukari said, switching from the wall to Minamo in a motion so smooth it could've been computer-plotted. "Not goan' sing?"
"You're doing fine," she said. "Now turn left..." The AR display on her contacts traced a gold arrow around the bend to the Forever Flesh storefront. The red light district was sparse this early in the evening, just a few joytoys out for a stroll and some nervous college kids arguing over weather or not that elf chick was a real one or a poseur.
Good, Minamo thought, we'll be home, whole, and Yuki'll sleep 'til noon. She never told Yukari about her nickname. Didn't think she'd like it much.
A man ducked out of Forever Flesh as they turned the bend. He looked like he missed the club district but decided to stay for the exotic tartware. The signal nub of a wireless Matrix connection poked just out of his temple. His glasses were round and reflected the light. The first words that came to mind about his face were "slack-jawed baby raper," which surprised Minamo a bit. It seemed accurate as all-get, though.
He was dead in their path like a pop-up ad.
"Excuse me, ladies," he announced, voice loud and broad like an auctioneer's. "You seem not the type to venture in these sordid establishments!"
Minamo stuck out her left arm. Yukari bumped into it, slipped back a few inches, muttered "don' geddin my way, izz rude."
"Pardon me, we're just trying to get to the taxi station. The last one got..."
"The wreck, yes? Ten minutes ago that way." He shifted his glasses. Her AR showed a little neon arrow pointing out of the right lens and back around where their first station got whammed by a fire engine whose driver got glitched, hard, by a kinky brain-bomb some enterprising hacker planted in his head implants. So he was an amateur hacker. "A pity. Good to see that you are unharmed!"
"Thank you, but..."
He inched closer. Minamo reeled. She caught a wiff of the guy's scent, medicinal and sweaty. And... something didn't feel right. She whispered a spell and knew. She saw the alcohol piddling through Yuki's bloodstream, the cocktail of recreational drugs in the joytoys. And the rohypnol up his sleeve.
In the loglo of the Forever Flesh sign, she saw a glint of steel between his gloves and his sleeve. Cyberarm.
He's got an injector, she thought, like catching a strand of interesting trivia.
"Whuzz goan--" Yukari said.
"I believe," the creep said, "I can walk you to the station--" He reached out to her. Needles popped through the thin fake leather of his gloves.
Minamo thrust her hand at his face and howled a word of power. Her death's-touch-spell ripped through the bastard, sickly green light surging through his flesh. He dropped like an epileptic at a disco. She gave the bastard a good kick, grabbed Yukari by her sleeve. "Run!" she said, leading/dragging Yukie behind her. The sooner they left this place behind, the better.
Olga Sakaki
Physical Adept
| Physical | Rating | Mental | Rating | Special | Rating |
| Body | 4 | Charisma | 3 | Edge | 3 |
| Agility | 3 | Intuition | 3 | Essence | 6 |
| Reaction | 3 | Logic | 2 | Initiative | 5 |
| Strength | 3 | Willpower | 3 | Magic | 4 |
3 Initiative passes
Damage Track: 10P, 10S
Qualities: Adept (5), Double-Jointed (5), Ambidextry (5); Astral Beacon (+5), Spirit Bane--Cat spirits (+10)
Active Skills: Blades 4, Unarmed Combat 3, Stealth Group 3, Pilot Ground Craft 2, Athletics Group 3, Automotive Mechanics 2, Dodge 3, Escape Artist 3, Etiquette 2, Intimidation 2, Perception 2, Tracking 2, Thrown Weapons 3, Automatics 2, Pistols 2
Knowledge Skills: Literature 2, Club Music 2, Biology 2
Languages: Japanese (N), English 2
Adept Powers: Improved Reflexes 2, Improved Blades Skill 2
Weapons: 2 monofilament swords; Yamaha Sakura Fubuki; Ares Alpha; 100 frag grenades.
Focuses: Weapon Focus (2).
Armor: Armor jacket, chameleon suit, ballistic shield.
Vehicle: Harley Scorpion.
Items: Sony Emperor commlink, Steel Lynx combat drone, flare compensation contacts, grapple gun.
Lifestyle: Low, 3 months.
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