NC ReRun

[Recieving Call: Sasha...]

Ori accepts it and opens the Holocall, finding a tired-looking Sasha with her legs kicked up on a desk. Once she realises the call went through she almost falls out of her chair however, "Ori!?"

"Yo..."

"Where are you right now, and is everyone alright!? You're on the news everywhere!"

Ori quietly exhales through his nose, "We're on our way out now, we gotta get out through the border crossing and after that we'll be on our way to you... As for if everyone's safe...?" he shakes his head, "We had trouble, Maine ran outta Immunosuppressants and finally lost it, went completely Cyberpsycho and crushed Pilar's head, had to put him out of his misery..."

"My god... I-Is Rebecca okay?"

Ori shrugs and glances over at the small room where the cots lay, Rebecca hadn't slept in a while and she'd finally dropped now. Not the best timing given they might be under fire soon, but hey, anything is something. "She'll be fine..."

...

"Ah, something actually came up. Someone you and Wakako know inside Arasaka wanted to set up a meeting, I'm not sure if you want to but from what I heard it's important."

'Them' huh, they'd warned him about the Arasaka attack back in NC but that hadn't meant shit since they were all shit-faced. Might as well do it, they'd helped enough to deserve a meeting. Jury's out after that.

"Don't tell 'em shit until we're back in the city, that's just asking for an ambush..." Ori trails off as he spots something weird down the road, halfway between the city and the Las Vegas border crossing was small blockade of heavily armed vehicles. "Uh, I'll need to call you back."

*Beep!*

Maybe they should've gone the long way around? These bastards really want their gold back! "Slow the car! Christy take the wheel, Falco and David, get in the bathroom. Lucy, try keep up from getting obliterated!" he hurriedly orders, making his way to the bedroom and stuffing the half-asleep Rebecca in a cabinet.

To be honest, he wasn't entirely sure what to do with himself... "Fuck it." he grumbles, fitting himself into the bathroom with the other two. Lucy should be able to scramble any scanners they have, but a manual search would reveal everything. The only comforting thing was the fact the guy who found them would undoubtedly die.

The caravan stops before the blockade and the Militech soldiers get to work scanning while the captain steps to Christy's window. "Miss, this is an unlicensed vehicle."

"R-really!?" Christy squeaks, "I-I thought my daddy took care of it!"

The soldier shrugs, "Sorry, but it don't look it. You might not need a licence to drive the highway, but it's a requirement in and around the city. I'm gonna need to ask you for your full name, address-, your father's name too if he was supposed to be responsible for it."

"C-choom, your knee is ridin' on my jock...!" David growls under his breath as the trio hear footsteps outside.

"Fuckin' deal with it...!"

Lucy's eyes flash with data as she quickly sends Christy all the falsified data they'd had made in preparation for the main crossing, all while interfering with the four guys outside with scanners.

"Christy D'Marco, huh...? Daughter to a 'Gilberto D'Marco'... Mexican?" he questions while accessing the system.

"Spanish, we used to run a large local patisserie but got pressured to sell off the property... We're living on savings now." she sighs, "Hence the simple living," she gestures at the caravan, doing a fantastic job at acting like a depressed, disgraced princess... Well, not that she needed that much of a push.

The soldier slowly nods and sends a look over at his squadmates who shake their heads as they walk by, "Well, everything looks up to date-, ah before you go..." Christy and everyone else in the car tense, "Is there any chance I could get your number...? I wouldn't mind taking you around the casinos next time you're in town."

...

"Uh, sorry, I have a boyfriend... That's where I'm going now actually, it's a long-distance thing," she casually plays off.

The guy sighs, "Eh, okay... Move on then." he slaps the truck, prompting Christy to drive past the blockade.

"Now get the hell off'a me!" David exclaims when they're out of sight, pushing Ori out of the bathroom and almost falling over.

"You need to chill kid, I ever tell you about this one gig? We all got sprayed when some gonk opened a chip-bag which sprayed us with nanite tracking shit. Had to drive outta there with my johnny hangin' out!" Falco dryly remarks.

David turns and squints at him, "Too much information..."

The next crossing wasn't hard to get passed either, leaving a city is always easier than entering one. After that, it was the long journey through the interstate... Hopefully they wouldn't run into that many Nomads on the way.

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"Home sweet home..." Falco utters as he and the rest of the crew spot the Holographic ad-space lights shooting up into the night sky.

The road had been fairly clear, with only one Raffen group that tried to catch them. The only real thing of note was the short funeral held for Maine, Pilar, and Dorio. Rebecca hadn't wanted Pilar to be buried near Maine, but they'd managed to convince her after a day or two of arguing.

"Honestly... If everyone else wasn't a giant shit-hole I'd never come back." Ori adds.

"Yeah, well, tough luck. This pile of garbage and vultures is home for us." Rebecca snarks.

"You lot think we can stop off somewhere? There's this burger joint I've been itchin' to get back to."

"Christy'll have to go in for us. Doing anything in public right now is impossible, we need to sort our shit out first." Ori sighs, "Speaking of, I need to call Rogue. We've got some gold to pawn."