Cyberpunk Connection

The year is 2200, shortly after the important party and the pristine sun shines down through the high windows of the world among the highest clouds that form through out the world. The top of the three and half mile tall buildings show the paradise of the highest elite businessmen of the world. The cleanness of the streets, the lack of grime on many surfaces, and the clearest water that runs from the fountains is one of immaculate dreams that very few live in . The temperature of this place is a steady 65 degrees Fahrenheit and the gardens of this sterile world barely move to the gentle artificial breeze. The bright and simple colors come from around the world in a pleasant aesthetic blend
Such a world is one out of people's dreams hides the strong emotions underneath of tension of those competing against each other. The people that walk there are almost all humans except for those that keep their place clean who slink along in the back ground not to blemish the beauty of the place or walk beside those that live there. Those humans that reside here pride them selfs on the purity of their blood and flesh, while those that have cybernetics to keep them functioning in completeness are unable to be found due to the skill of the implants they have to look normal. Under all the perfections are the imperfections of every other humans.

As the one drops down a few stories they can still fine the high class of those that have kept their place or worked their ways into this place. The clouds swirl out side the windows revealing the darker clouds below till they clear revealing the rest of the city in it's glory of lights on a clear night that fade into smoke and mist. The area here is more diverse of races of high social standing due to the money, information or both that they have they have acquired to gain their position. Livy rich people wander about in their well decorated halls and lavish living quarters of both rich dark colors and light colors to contrast each other. Here people openly enjoy them selfs or put up their feathers to show off stature if they wish to. Here more of the people show off their cybernetics and servants as shows of power and style. The people here relish showing off or hiding in the shadows to watch. They over all show more human characteristics then those above in their purified living quarters. Here many indulge in their pleasures or focus diligently on their work, rarely are they ever to seem balanced work and play.

Dropping down many levels the housing becomes those of more function with added atheistic of the middle class. The windows of these people hover above the smoggy depths of the slums and poor housing. The structure is covered by paint and instant apply walls that are well kept by it's tendents. Here people do not worry of the high class and their shadow fights, only possibility of being fired from their jobs and what happens out side of work. Normal people with normal worries.

And down on the bottom in the slums and poor housing, the sun barely reaches them. The blue sky is unheard of being seen on the ground floor. The gangs are rampant and loners are on edge due to collectors. The excess humans live down here as well so they are free games like every one else. The days of orange are sometimes the only idea when looking out that the sun is still out, the night sky is a black carpet of smoke and pollution. The housing it self is all for function with no atheistic qualities other then the graffiti that coats the metal walls. Here worry of life is survival and work, family is something important as well as friends.

You all connected by fate are living your lifes as you see fit...this is where we start your journey of the cyberpunk.

In one of the many high-class homes, Dawn, the owner of the home's android 'escort', was in the kitchen waiting for one of the cooks to finish her master's breakfast, the female had picked out a scantly maid outfit to wear that showed off alot of her body, as usual. The young cook, around 21 years old, relatively new to being around Dawn glanced at her every so often and gulped a bit nervously making her giggle playfully. "New hire cook eh cutie?" She said teasingly and leaned against him softly making the man flush slightly. "Erm...yes Miss...Dawn was it? I was told you were the erm...android escort to the master here." He shifts a bit and flushs brighter as Dawn leans against him more and giggles. "But they didnt say you were so....erm...." Dawn smirks playfully. "So what? Good looking? Playful? Flirtatious?~" She coo'd into his ear making the man shiver a bit and huffs as he hurries to finish the full course breakfast meal for their soon to be awake master, Dawn thinks a bit as she watches and thinks of ways she can tease the man.

After what felt like 10 minutes to the man trying to control himself around Dawn, he handed her a tray with a full course breakfast on it and the master's morning coffee. "H-here you go ma'am....his meal, I hope he enjoys it.." Dawn smiles and takes it. "Why thank you hun, I'm sure he will." She plants a kiss on his cheek and turns to leave swaying her hips a bit, pauses at the door and looks back at him with a slight smirk. "You have any sausage left over there hun?" The young man blinked and shook his head. "Erm no...why?" Dawn snickers and licks her lips enticingly. "Oh I think you do....I think after I get the master his meal I'll come back for your sausage.~" She said this in a sultry tone making the man blush brightly and go wide eyed as Dawn walked out giggling happily.

As Dawn entered her master's bedroom, she was greeted by the sight of the man, a 27 year-old with a toned tanned body, short black hair, and dark green eyes sitting up in the bed blinking at her with a slight grin. "Maid today Dawn? I hope you didn't cause the new cook to have a heart attack already with that look." He chuckled and Dawn giggled walking over and putting the meal try on the nightstand. "Nope.~ Didn't even make him have a bloody nose...but I did get a 'response' from my actions and words.~" She coo'd and sat over her master with a smile as he rested his hands on her hips. "Heh I'll bet. Breakfast looks well prepared too." He nods at the meal then smirks a bit. "Butt...." Dawn blinks with a look of playful innocence on her face. "But....?" Her master smirks and looks at the door. "Locked it on your way in did you? Didn't even bother turning on the lights..." Dawn smiles brightly. "Thought you could wait a little bit on breakfast.~" She smirked before kissing her master deeply as they start their typical morning ritual.

In another high class home, an alarm clock, which now read 9:00, went off, and the man in bed turned it off, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Good morning, Gabriel," chimed the house's A.I. "M-Morning, Page. Turn the shower on and get it warmed up," he said. "Of course, Gabriel." This man, Gabriel Kessler, got up and went to his bathroom, in which everything was a sterile white color. He took a brief shower and dried off, going over to the mirror to comb his hair. Kessler could almost pass for a human... if it weren't for his snowy white hair, blank white eyes, and cybernetic limbs. "Your surgeons did an incredible job, Gabriel. ," Page remarked. "Yeah, I guess..." It had been a few months since the operation, but he still wasn't quite used to seeing himself like this. Kessler then got dressed in one of his nicest suits, putting on a bulletproof vest underneath and slipping on a pair of gloves, then grabbed his pistol out of the bedside drawer and went to the kitchen/living room, where his vidscreen was already turned on to the news.

Fixing himself a simple breakfast of an omelet, bacon, and toast, and coffee, Kessler ate in silence as he watched a report on a continuing riot somewhere near the ground. "You're due at the office today at 10:30, Gabriel," Page told him as he put his dishes in the dishwasher. "I know. I'm not that forgetful, Page." Kessler grabbed a pair of sunglasses off the counter and slipped them on, concealing the one thing besides his hair and his hands that made him stand out, and left for his job at D.E.X.

Odessa wakes up to Regis's and Raid's commotion of Regis opening fire on his room mate for touching his liquid drug. Once this use to disturb her greatly when this first started but this has long since become a morning routine and started to become her wake up call next to the OC geist that has taken a great pleasure in being every other geists alarm clock as well as being very compulsive with trying to schueal other geist's plans for the meetings after waking them up. She is aware of the wake up geist alarm as she blocks off the comms as she stretches out and dawns on the light airy pants and a shirt that covers only her front. As she walks out she grabs her brush and laptop to start the long process of grooming her fur and working. She sits down as she watches her daily entertainment in silence as she gently brushes out her fur. She curls her tail about to keep it close to her to avoid any stray shots singing her fur. Once Regis settles down she turns about and hands the brush to him.

“Regis if you can. Please get my back.” She figure she can distract the morning demon for a bit so others can get their coffee and her fur can be completely brushed out. Not feeling the brush right away she looks back to eye him with her electric blue eyes. She silently looks into his red eyes as she says off handedly after a few moments, “I will make you more coffee if you lose your remaining cups.” She goes still once he starts brushing her back out other then opening her lap top and focuses on wirelessly connecting her self to the computer to do her work as she gets her fur brushed out. During the entire time she keeps the composure of a lady as she has her legs point off to the side and keeps a straight back. The nodes on her head start to come to glow into action showing she is encrypting her information in radio waves so any one that cares to look at what she is doing can not easily hack into or wish to hack into.

She silently sorts through all of her company's information and continues to sort through the businesses that require her to attend to. She picks up on the meeting times she will have to log into the conference call using her face man to attend with out them ever finding out who she really is. Once the brushing stops and she snaps back she says kindly, “Thank you Regis.” She eyes the pot as she starts to make more coffee from her personal pot and and brand. When it finishes she serves it up for her and him, leaving it free for other people to take any if they want to. She continues to work switching to using her hands to start typing as she turns her wireless off.

Syn gets up, blinks, and shuffles out of bed. He puts on a pair of bunny slippers and drags himself to the mirror.
"Morning," he mumbles to the stranger in his mirror, and begins to brush his teeth with some soap. Correcting that, he rinses his mouth out with some wash and go back for some pants.
Pants on, if mostly up, he now throws on a shirt like it were a clay bowl. It shapes to him, and he meanders about, getting himself buttoned, zipped, and otherwise made up for the day. About another five minutes are spent sitting on the bed figuring out shoes. After this, a check over of himself in the mirror, and off into the world he goes.
At Bobby-Joes Big Slide, home to the hive famous "Mirror Shake," he orders his regular ham and egg omlet, with a side of toast and coffee.
Syn will wake up, eventually, but he for now he syrups his coffee and adds more creamer to his toast.

~~~Syn~~~

Cherrib sighs as she quickly switches places of his coffee and pancakes as she passes by, quite use with Syn's wake up routine. She spills minimum creamer and syrup onto the stainless table with the fake wooden grain, complete with artificial knot holes, some times go through the table. She goes about tending to the biker gang that pulled up with their orders after a long night of prowling the streets. They cheer and whistle at the waitress who lightly steps out of their reach every time as she takes their orders seemingly effortlessly. As she leaves them she looks down at Syn before pulling off the top of the Chiz-Ah sauce and pulls his head back and places the end of it in his mouth. "Hey sug'a ya need ta wake up naw." SHe tilts the make shift wake up remedy up into his mouth and the red slug globs out on his tongue before pulling it out as she fluffs him up, unconscious of her actions, so he wont flip himself out of his chair when the spice finally hits his tongue. She walks away as she tends to other people of the Bobby-Joes Big Slide.

Bruno sits down at the chair across from Syn and lights up his stick and grins wirily at syn from under his lopsided purple hair. "Hey Syn! How have you been? Heard you recovered from jumping off that building. Woooo. Im surprised you arent pavement pizza right about now. Hey before i forget i heard that there will be a fight going down between the Yahmahs and the Cristos. If yah want to check it out and help me and my mates test out a fun little vest we tweeked. Supposedly its cheap body armor. Only costs about 6000 smackers per vest."

~~~Raid, Hikaru, and Odessa~~~

Clanker continues speaking using his computer synthesized voice to snap irritably at those about him, even with coffee in his system as his visor blanks out his the glow of his eyes as he calms down. Even with the coffee demon sedated and him is partially wrapped up in combing out Odessa's fur, CLanker continues to grumbles unhappily.
Charles finds that there are a number of small jobs mostly of stalking someone's rival for blackmail for someone else. There was one bigger job that requires them to enter a small time cooperation's accounts that was run by a Geist and to mess up the information. The cooperation's name is the 'Landrover'. A small time weapon business that is trying to move into someone else's territory, supposably the "Tartan's Foil and Armaments". It was a basic company scuffles that happen a lot when one want to unbalance their competitors. Though what would catch their eyes is that the business Tartan's Foil and Armaments is backed up by D.E.X in a distant connection.

Odessa finds once she comes to the time for her meeting her standing man switches bodies with him to attend the meeting with out ever needing to show her face. The meeting is about what they will be doing to do with their latest products and a deal on the table coming from the 'Green party' about helping with their eco spheres in strengthening or hybridizing a forest tree with fruit bearing potential instead of cones. Ther is also faint talking about a company possably sending someone out to try to steal their products from a raid.

~~~Dawn~~~

After their morning ritual, Dawn's master places on clothing and eats his breakfast. "My dear I will be going out to see an business asset. A mister Konada. He is a Geist that has a hand in the underworld. He deals with weapons and robots, So i will need my little doll with me. " He kisses her and smiles. "I will need protection m dear. I believe he might be taking on more then he can chew with going after a young company and a small business that D.E.X might sponsor." He pulls away as he preens himself and getting him self properly set up in good clothing.
In her room she finds a set of clothing that he would like her to wear. A lose dressy top with a high silted business skirt that comes down only to her knees but can cover a concealed weapon on one side.
When they are ready, they leave with a styled hoover car to head towards the biosphere Hancko. They arrive at one of the buildings near the place. It is decently decorated but it does not hide the bare bones of the building when they enter. In the meeting room it looks like there are 6 punk gang members and two business men of some sort already there.
"My dear why don't you make your self comfortable but keep your eyes out my dear."

~~~ Kessler~~~
When Kessler gets into D.E.X he is greeted nicely by those who know him. "Hello Kessler." "Hello sir." "Welcome back"

When Kessler finally gets up to his office he finds on his pad that gives a list of systems to check into as well as check in on an associates business's basic security if he can. The company is "Tartan's Foil and Armaments", a company that does supply D.E.X with really cheap weapons to uphold their barely standing dealings. The memo on the bottom is, "If you can please try to cement relation ships with this business. We do like them. "

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Dawn nods and takes a seat near her master and eyes the other men in the room apart from her master and coos to herself. "My my some decent looking men in here Master....of course not as good looking at you." She teases and chuckles before blowing him a kiss as she shifts in her seat and gets comfy before propping up her legs giving a teasing view of her panties to anyone whom might chance a peek.

Humm. There is one job of interest, Charles musses into the back of Raids mind. One of her eyes goes unfocused and stares off as the other moves about normally so she doesn't run into anything as she moves around and listens to Charles. She poor another cup of coffee and grins at Clanker, saluting him with her stolen cup of coffee as she listen to Charles in the back of her mind, What is it? Ya don't use the word 'interesting' for milk runs. Why is this one different., she thinks back at him as she pulls out a chair and sits down in it. You not ya, please learn to speak properly. It is a simple break in and delete or corrupt information. But the interesting part is after looking they do have some dealings with D.E.X.. They are distant but they are still there. he says. Raid sips at her cup of coffee and muses over what Charles has told her. Why would D.E.X. have dealings with such a small time business? she says as she rolls the cup between her hands. "Karu we got a job come on. And it should be interesting." Raid says as she grabs up her hover board then passes her spare to Karu. "Later Odessa have a good day. Clanker see ya later fer the building jumping race." she says with a grin as she open the window and activates her hover board and heads off.

Syn, breathing his morning fire, perks up. "Fight? Huh, sounds good, but how we testing the product? I mean, shots from gangs are wild, so unless you can already catch a slug, you may not have luck with that." He shakes his head, clearing cobwebs, "Unless you rig the chances. Like run out like a dunce and flap." He poured more syrup in his cup and swirled in some ketchup. "How about making a bet? Ganger's love bets. I can wear a vest, and you can do the whole 'step right up and win a prize' scam. We give them a test pistol, we put the target over something not vital, and I take a few slug of Amph before I take some slugs. Due for a replace on me lungs anyway. Think I ate something off that jump."
Syn take a swig and winces, reaching for the salt. Least make it paletable.
He waves to one of the bikers. Assorted responses ensue, and Syn take another swig. He add come creamer and his new soup is done. He finishes and turns back to Bruno. Now that he can see, he puts some coffee in the cup. He drops in a little syrup, for old times sake. "Now, if you got a better idea in mind, I can go without the lead weights for a bit, but I'm in."
On the way out he slips Cherrib some extra credits. Need to take care of the ones that take care of you. He then blows a kiss to the bikers, and ducks the barrage of cutlery while the hoot and hollar.
Another morning in the spire.

Odessa continues her business as usual, adopting a male way of speaking to lead people off. She never gotten use to seeing things as people with normal eyes. She quietly recovered from the shock as she listens to the offers and alerts. "I propose we take the 'Green Party' on hybridization of trees" She quietly complicates the attack before throwing caution in to the wind, "I will start to encrypt our data and all of it is backed up else where with someone out side the company that I trust. And if an attack was to happen on them they would see the person dead even after their own death and they are not ones to be bought off." She lets her eyes the people knowing someone is in league with the company. Its nice to have files else where that only she can decrypt it unless they get another Geist to work on it. Then that Geist is free game to go after.

She wonders if she could make that technologic marriage with Regis to help spur her company forward, but shouldn't seeing he is a follower of the machines and a lot of what she works on is genetic with robotic pets on the side. Then again it probably can't hurt to try to work something out, he might be a heretic among his order if she is lucky. SHe mulls this over before saying, "If there is to be a raid then check into it and set up defenses just incase."

Kessler ran a check of all the systems on the list, scanning for any problems or abnormalities in the programming. There were a few bugs from failed raids on a few servers, as well as a normal level of corruption for new maintenance. As he passed through the areas, he got help from those that normally help him and a new fellow, who was rather jittery with working with anyone that had been established in the company. "Don't be so nervous, buddy. Apart from my "condition", I'm not too different from you or anyone else here." Kessler corrected what he could and put technicians on the job for anything else, then turned his attention to dealing with Tartan's Foil and Armaments. "Ah, yes sir. Sorry, sir." He still continued on nervously as he took over. He slowly got back into the swing of things in caring for the system. All the normal systems checked out fairly quickly and take only 5 hours which left him with at least 3 hours of his normal job. Kessler used the time he had left to schedule a meeting with someone from Tartan's. Tartan replied almost instantly to see when was most convenient for Kessler. "We don't want to intrude on your schedule." "Of course not. At your earliest convenience is quite fine." "We have an opening in about an hour, if you can come in then." "That works," Kessler answered.

~~~Dawn~~~
The men look over at her for only a short time but they all seem uninterested in her. Not surprising with the business man since they are probably humanest or after those of the same gender. But the gang members as well seem uninterested, but they might be focusing on keeping face with other gangs about.
All the gang members show open display of weapons while the businessmen seem unarmed but in this time and age, who knows.

Mr. M enters the room in his crimson leather pants, open navy blue long sleeve shirt showing off his dark skin. He has a neon orange visor on, obscuring his face. His deep rich voice cuts the silence, "Welcome my fellow investors. Nice to see we could all meet up. Now you all know that we are preparing for a combined assault on several spots. First we have Tartan's Foil and Armaments, just small time business. Leono over here said that they might be moving in on his territory. Now this works well with gang Yako and gang Hizmato's plans to take some supplies from that place. Now businessman Justin, is a representative for his company. Supposedly he has a wish to attack a new corporation for information they supposedly stole from them from them along time. But well that company was able to make advances like no one's business so they must be a sister company. Now with both of the sides i needed to be distracted i can go after what my peeps have been after for a while." The man smiles at Dawn and blows a kiss at her.
"Now i asked you two to come because i believe you know one of the targets im looking for an Ms. Odessa Syn. Now i am sure she is still alive. But well i hear she is a real looker and loaded with money." He lounges back and smiles, an award winning smile"So have you had any contact with the missing Syn."

Dawns Master sits up looking quite surprised, "My neice?" He looks fairly confused about this as he sits up straighter and seems fairly baffled by this. "Well yes she is still alive but no one in the family seems to know where she is."
"Well hold up your end of the deal and i can provide you with what you want." He winks at Dawn and smiles, "So what do you say sweet sparks? You going to help?"

~~~Raid/Charles and Hikaru~~~

The faint bong of unhappiness comes from Clanker's direction as he is clearly looking at them before following them to the window, knowing he should follow them to make sure they stay alright. His face mask slides into place before watching after them and his shoulders slump.

As the group gets closer to "Tartan's Foil and Armaments" They can see its in the "Docks Werehouse district." Its a small building of 30 stories and in the smog of the lower area. There are clear signs that they have guards in decent gear for just a small business, which probably is their own products.
From the looks of it they make specialty guns made to switch between long and median range fighting. The guards range from normal humans to any thing else, even a few mutants from the slums of those twisted from uncleaned sewage. They seem to do some specialization in guns for those heavily spliced and no longer completely human.

~~~Syn~~~
Bruno laughs heartily the whole time they are walking out. One of the bikers waves after he blows a kiss to get glares from the others before they seem to give up with it being too early in the morning to look that bad ass.
"Syn my man, I got every thing planed up. now you see i was listening to the the neon vines and heard that two companies are probably going to be clashing then down by the docks there is rumors that some gangs are going to have a throw down, and well you know how they are like. Bullets every were, innocents hurt. New weapons to try. And you know what people are like taking aim at the people with the biggest guns." He grins happily, "So bring on the fire power!"

~~~Odessa~~~
Odessa can see in the meeting people looking at each other in confusion at 'her' state meant of backing up the data some where else. Some one out side the company but no clues were it might be. Immediately a few go to their computers to type up information an seek out who this guy is connected to as well as arranging meetings with 'Green Party' while her security people get on in making sure the company is secured and reinforcing all the fire walls.

Regis is still in the apartment grumbling as he shuffles about getting on his bulky equipment ready to leave for what ever job he seems to be on.

~~~Kessler~~~
Once Kessler gets to "Tartan's Foil and Armaments" he is greeted by two human and spliced guards. They wave for him to follow them into the building so they can take him to someone with actual business persuasion. As Kessler passes through he sees an unusual employee, a mutant. someone who has been changed on the genetic level by chemical dumps. The solders/guards seem perfically relaxed in talking freely with him till they get near the offices.

(you can talk to them if you wish. if not you can jump to the next part.)

"Ah Mister Kessler. Nice to see you have arrived on such a timely manner." The man sits down after offering Kessler a seat. "May i do any thing for you before I show you our systems."

Dawn blinks a bit and blows a kiss back to the man. "Well I suppose I will come along if my master here allows it...or even finds the location of the lil lady." She says with a shrug then thinks for a moment. "Hmm....wanting to marry the girl sir?" Dawn's master eyes her then the main businessman again as Dawn shifts her legs a bit giving the man a view of her panties. "Would make sense...the girl is loaded, nearly as hot as me..." She smirks when she says this and snickers. "Well as to her location...I have no clue really myself..an idea yes, before she vanished she was with some guy I do believe...who exactly I don't know because I get my own men I fool around with mixed up....other than my master of course..." She laughs softly and looks to her master to await his decision.

Dawn's master leans back in his seat and thinks for a moment with his eyes closed before letting out a quiet sigh and looking at the man again. "We'll help find her yes...but if you two do wed, I only ask that you treat her right and proper. Taking good care of her as best you can."

Odessa finds an empty radio channel to contact her man on to ask him to alert her of any oddities in behavior and give a log of what is going on as they switch bodies. She slowly relaxes as she finds her self in her own body and fluffs her tail out of habit when preening her self.
"Regis?" She stops seeing him getting on heavy equipment for just a moment. "If your not in a rush, I was hoping we could continue with the business arrange ment we spoke of years ago. But we can talk later since it looks like you're leaving soon." She says pointedly, not expecting an answer right away. Her large ears flick forward attentively waiting for a reply, even tho her eyes rove over the mechanical parts he is attaching to his back. She never asked what his work is because it always seemed dangerous at points, with his robes partially destroyed at times.

Syn nods and pulls out a phone.
"Let me call my friends."
(He contacts Hedge and Raid for the job, seeing if they are interested.)
He folds up the phone heads out. "Let me swing by home, they'll meet us there if they come."
Syn needed to quickly pick up some toys his dad had been testing.

Kessler went about examing the systems at Tartan's, but in the back of his mind, he couldn't help but wonder if they would emply mutants for a good reason. As Kessler went through the databases, he found a few bugs and glitches here and there and took the liberty of correcting them. At the end of the tour, he said to the representative "Well, thank you for your time, Sir. This has been a little illuminating for me. I'll hope your employers will continue to do business with DEX."

~~~Raid/Hikaru~~~

The Landrover building they are coming up on has a few people leaving that looks like they might be a local gang. The building on top seems to be the offices and possible housing units, with the factory below it. Its about the same meager 30 ish stories maybe a few more, but still small. There is a car that stands out to Charles seeing it is higher grade show car that a business like this would not have The upper levels of the building show an old style from a hundred or so years ago. The top peaks and has glass looking down into the place in a slant, with proper amount of grime. They do not see that much outer defense which tends to mean that the internal security is probly better or they are just that cocky.
If they look in they can see Syn's uncle with his droid.
There are some other businessmen that don't looks like they work there but are leaving so this might of been a business meeting.

~~~Dawn~~~
"Of course I will." Mr. M smiles.
Dawn's master sighs with relief and motions for Dawn to follow him as he excuses him self. "My dear the only people who she might be with are a Biologious and a Mechanicus. Now I will need you to talk to the Mechanicus and use your android charms on him. I will deal with the Biologious." He kisses her softly and smiles, "I will drop you off at a. Mr...Regis's house. Remember that he can't dismantle you unless you give him permission and he is into looking at your body in a different way then most men."
He gets into the car to drop Dawn off at a middle class level of housing and hands her a data pad with his known house location.

~~~Odessa~~~
Regis Slows and his head tilts slightly, indicating under his mask he is listening, "Yes I do remember. And I am only getting ready. I can stay and talk with you about it. Though I thought you were working with more...living things then mechanical. But we can continue our relations seeing you made me your outside trusty in your information."

~~~Syn, Raid~~~
Hedge appears to be busy with a job he is on and does not pick up. Leaving Syn with only Raid. But he is able to quickly pick up the experimental weapons.
Syn is able to pick up:
-One or two plasma guns, the Mark 0.47 Spitter
-A pistol that has rapid fire that unloads almost right away and single shot fire that is glitchy.
- the bullets are still in very experimental stages of testing meant to do shrapnel damage. thought it is known for looping back and hitting the shooter.

~~~Kessler~~~

As Kessler is leaving he hears the alarms going off as what looks like might be a gang coming in to the area and actually opening fire on the building. This seems very strange but all the hover cycles going about have different colors then some of the others, Indicating two, the Yako and Hizmato gangs circling in he building. But they seem too well armed for being just a gang terrorizing tactic.
One of the guard near hi pulls him back into the building, "Sorry about this Sir. We were not expecting this gang to ...What the...Why are those two working together?" The guard moves to protect Kessler. "Sir do you know how to work a long range or median range rifles?" The man looks fairly sorry about asking this of someone distantly related to their company possibly getting involved, in a skirmish like this.

Dawn smiles as she kisses him back with a smile. "I'll do what I can master, just get me there and let me do my thing." She playfully winks at him as she gets into the car as well. When they arrive she play pouts that she has to be away from her master and kisses him once more deeply before getting out of the car. "I shall call you when I'm done master~!" Dawn says with bright smile and waves at him then looks at the data pad. "Soooo let's see...its a Mr. Regis is it?" She says to herself and goes to the location on the data pad and knocks on the door she arrives at.

Odessa crosses her arms, "True but a lot of our processes are mechanical based in creation." She flicks her tail side to side in irritation that he has remembered so much but seemed like he remembers every thing else. One would of thought with how close to genetic tech he would remember this much.
Regis lets his shoulders drop slightly as he recognizes signs of an angry woman, he has been living with for a while now. "Its been a while since i have read your Records..." He covers his face with his hand and mutters under his breath, "you can't be holding this against me."

"I would of thought with how much you have helped me you would of remember. But none the less." She preens her hair and cocks her hips to the side, "You know how to make mechanical limbs look natural as well as move naturally?"s know what he looks like. "Easy enough to do. Depending on if you want cheap or not, as well as the durably of what you want.."

She she smiles at him, which looks more like barring her te
Regis lifts his visor to look directly at his roommate that doeeth then any thing. "I would like reliable and able to be done with decent grade material, plastic and simple synthetic steal. I have limited resources compared to what I use to have. So there will be a lot of synthetic resources involved."

Regis lets the visor fall back onto place. "And what do I get out of this."
Odessa folds her arms over her chest, "The blueprints to my designs and no one in the company will be after you under my rule. I can have personally made body guards or creatures for you which would be custom made."

Regis seems to be considering it before motioning he will be back with a response once he deals with what is at the door. "Can I help you?" He looks the android up and down as his visor turns on as he scans her.