Jay Walking

"Zomboy, this baller fucked 'da MaxTac goons dey sent after 'im. Ya' really think you can touch this mon!?"

Ori shrugs, "I took the gig, I'll complete it. I just need you fine chooms to tell me where the egg-head is."

...

"Eh, if the kid wants ta die, let'em die. Who knows, might surprise us." Jamarr looks to the others.

"On it but, it'll probably take a while to find anything. I'll be watching the feeds but I'm not expecting our guy to jump out and dance for the cams anytime soon." Cohen says.

Xiaoyi nods, "We'll keep ours ears close to the ground, we'll probably hear about this guy going crazy before seeing it."

Ori walks over to the boarded-up window and peeks at the skyscraper on the other side of the street, "I'll start lookin' myself too then. You won't mind if I pay your neighbours a visit?"

Jamarr snorts, "Over deir? Not a single gang in 'dat buildin'. Each couple floors is owned by somebody else. Mainly it's the Bolo's though, guys control de' upper floors along wit' the elevator systems."

"While we'd appreciate you cleaning up for us, it's probably best you leave the status quo. You remove them and who knows who replaces them. Right now we've got a 'truce' going. 'Sides, gunning for them isn't gonna speed up the search for your target." Xiaoyi says, obviously sceptical that he could eliminate the rival gangs on his own, regardless of what he might claim.

"Where'd you recommend then?"

"Down the street, third skyscraper over where the skinned bodies are hangin'. If your guy got caught, he'll be there with the Mongols." she states.

"And they are?"

"One of the more dangerous groups around, they hunt down more psychos than anyone else and probably have more chrome, guns, and armour than anyone else. They like to do the messy work in the basement of the building."

Ori crooks a brow at that, "How'd you know that? Former member?"

Xiaoyi shakes her head, "The Ratboys and Mongols have a 'working' relationship. We occasionally smuggle their stuff outta the zone for a cut." she pauses, "Either way, I'd recommend asking 'em before anything... They don't usually shoot on sight, and I'd rather not antagonise them by sending you to cause trouble."

"I promise to not mention your names." he assures, "Ah, how will you contact me if my guy turns up?"

Cohen tosses a barebones device that looked thrown together in last few seconds, exposed wiring, plastic, and the screen buzzed shakily. "Tuned it up to synch with the jammers, won't work outside of their range obviously."

Ori presses the button on it, causing all three of the Ratboy's to squint at the incoming call, "Just checking it works, thanks." he grips Bore and heads for the door, "I'll see you guys later... Hopefully...?"

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Out on the street, Ori slips out from the alleyway into the street behind the Ratboy's building and dips behind a large pile of concrete rubble. He wasn't entirely sure if he was safe or not given the many gunshots going off around him, from nearby streets and also within the buildings around him.

Regardless, he'd probably manage. He scans the area and quickly sprints for the next covered position, only to slow to a job as he notices a black figure above him, seemingly hanging onto the side of a skyscraper.

The guy was wearing a sleeveless hoody that displayed his completely Cybernetic arms, and his torso also looked far too wide for the body itself, not to mention the fact the guy's legs were massive and digitigrade-shaped.

Ori's eyes widen as the guy abruptly leaps from the side of the building straight towards him in an arc, a loud hum of short-circuiting Cybernetics blaring in his ears. (Imagine a L4D hunter leaping at him)

He immediately opens fire on the guy with Bore, hitting a few shots which alter his flight path a good amount. Unfortunately, some sort of thrusters opens from the guy's triceps, putting him back on target. Almost as he reaches Ori his hands fold backwards, allowing two huge blades to shoot forward from where his hand had been.

"What the fuck!?" Ori exclaims, firing another slug from Bore which nails the guy in the head... Somehow still not killing him despite missing one eye and a substantial portion of his brain.

*Crash!*

The guy hits the ground hard, the suspension systems in the Cybernetic legs working overtime to limit the damage. He jams his wrist-mounted blades into the ground to alter his slide, pushing him towards Ori again like a crazed figure skater.

*BANGBANG!*

A blade deflects one shot, but the other hit him in the chest, sending him flailing on his side as he attempts to regain his balance. Ori kept up the assault however, rapidly reloading as he rammed slug after slut into the Cyberpsycho who screeched like a dying animal.

"Just die already you bucket of shit'n bolts!"

*SCREEEECCKKKKkKkKkK!!*

Ori lines up a shot on the guy's head when a gun rings out from a nearby building, a bullet hitting him in the side and throwing off his aim. This, of course, allows the psycho the opportunity to lunge at him.

A blade pierces right through Ori's shoulder as he fights to gain control of the other. He wrestles with the squirming madman for a second or two, grinding his teeth as the blade in his shoulder twisting and pulls in the wound. "Fucking gonk-fuck! Get off!"

*Crunch!*

The fucking Cyberpsycho sinks its teeth into Ori's collarbone, breaking it under the sheer force of his jaws.

Finally losing his temper, Ori backs up towards a wall and stabs the free wrist blade into the wall behind him, then jamming Bore into the fucker's neck as it continues biting him.

*BOOM!*

*SPLATTER!*

The psycho's head explodes into red mist, sending brain matter and bone fragments everywhere, some even getting in his mouth. Not to mention deafening himself with his own gun with how close he'd had to shoot it.

Scowling hard, he turns towards the building he'd gotten shot from, "I'M COMING FOR YOU NEXT, ASSHOLE!"