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From Badlands To Good Times A Cyberpunk 2077 Tale	By : Crystal_Dreams_Writes Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3887 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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V woke up a couple of hours later, she was feeling so hot that she was covered in sweat. She looked around and neither Rita nor Jackie were in bed anymore. As she got her bearings, an unmistakable sound got her attention. She got up and slowly made her way to the bathroom. Jackie was ramming Rita from behind, she had her pinned against the semi-transparent shower wall, and her expression was pure pleasure. V simply stood there, not wanting to interrupt them. Jackie held both of Rita’s arms as he kept moving his hips frantically, grunting with every thrust, Rita’s eyes rolled back in pleasure, and she was biting her bottom lip. It didn’t take long for V to slide her hands through her luscious forms, reaching for her nipples, teasing herself, loving the image before her: Another instance of the sex-crazed Jackie going to town on Rita Wheeler the Mox. The second Rita realized that V was watching, she grinned and tried to say something, but Jackie pulled her hair back and rammed her even deeper.

V’s hands continued to trace her forms, this time sliding lower, teasing her already anxious pussy and sliding two fingers inside. As she started to play with herself, she noticed Jackie seeing her, licking his lips as he kept pounding on Rita. The sounds, the smell, and the sights drove V over the edge, and just as she was standing, she climaxed with a loud scream, causing Jackie to thrust harder and faster. Rita’s words were unintelligible but she was getting close too. Jackie finally blew his load inside Rita. She could barely stand, but the second he pulled out, she looked over the shoulder “Best shower I’ve ever taken, baby” Jackie chuckled, shower? He simply woke up wanting more, and Rita just happened to be awake at the time.

“Hey, chica! Sorry, didn’t wanna wake you” Jackie exited the shower, looking at the naked and aroused V “You want a go? Pretty sure we still got some time, and pretty sure the mami over there hasn’t had her fill just yet” V checked the time, just over seventy minutes left. Before she could reply, Rita stepped out “C’mon dollface, you gotta make it up to me for all those times you neglected me” she purred getting closer and closer, finally leaning forward and caressing V’s hips, without further word, she started kissing and licking V’s breasts “Oh, what the hell…” V’s hands started to caress Rita, sliding down to her crotch, teasing her. Rita was still sensitive from the pounding she got from Jackie, and the second V’s fingers teased her, she felt close to climaxing, V noticed and the second Rita looked up at her, she pressed her lips against hers, slowly and passionately kissing her as she slid her fingers inside Rita. Shortly afterward, Rita started to gyrate her hips, moaning into the kiss, her own hand moved to V’s hand and guided her through the motions “Faster, dollface” she pleaded. V grinned, her other hand moved to Rita’s ass, fondling it, and gripping it. Rita moaned, louder with every second as V increased the motions. The sloshing sounds were heard all over the room. Finally, Rita climaxed, the mix of her and Jackie’s fluids were now on V’s hand, and without skipping a beat, Rita started licking V’s fingers, her eyes set on V’s as she started to suck. V grinned, waiting for Rita to finish so she could give her a long kiss. Both women grinned, looking at each other. They wouldn’t say anything, but they were hoping to repeat the experience soon.

* * *

The trio got dressed up, there were a few minutes left in their reservation, but it was time to call it a night. Jackie was elated, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of V, or Rita. He wondered what good deed in a previous life had gotten him to this place at this time, but he was thankful for it. Rita wasn’t indifferent to Jackie, but most of her attention was set on V: Her shape, her perversion, and her seemingly neverending lust. As for V, she was happy and satisfied that she got to get fucked, to fuck, and to see others fuck. A great night, as per her own standards.

“The sun’s comin’ up soon” Jackie announced as the trio left the hotel and headed to the Emperor “Rita, mamita, anywhere we can drop you off?” Rita was still flustered and even a bit sweaty, her attempt at taking a shower had been pleasurably foiled by Jackie. She turned to Jackie “Oh, you can drop me off at Lizzie’s, from there it’s a two-building walk” Jackie nodded as V interjected, “You sure we can’t drop you off any closer?” Rita smiled “I appreciate it dollface, but it’s literally a few buildings walk, by the Kenmochi Pachinko parlor, on the second level” V knew the place and nodded. As they reached the vehicle, V walked in first, holding Rita on her lap, Rita giggled “Most comfortable seat ever” V smirked, placing her hands on the Mox’s chest “And the most perverted”.

Not too long afterward, the Emperor pulled up at the parking lot outside Lizzie’s, Rita got out of the car not before thanking Jackie and V “It was a fuckin’ incredible night” she says with a grin “I wouldn’t mind repeatin’ it… And I wouldn’t mind a one-on-one with you either, dollface. You got my number, don’t be a stranger” once Rita walked through the doors of the club, Jackie started the engine again and drove off “Oh man, qué noche… Hope you had fun too, chica” V smirked looking at Jackie “Looked like you were havin’ the time of your life too, choom” Jackie chuckled “That obvious, huh? Everybody knows the Mox are some of the most sought-after tits and asses in the city, you just have gotta know how to approach them, lest you end up with a knife firmly lodged in your ass… That girl Rita though, mamita seems smitten with you, chica” V simply nods looking at Jackie “Yeah, let’s hope this doesn’t turn into a heartbreak for her” Jackie started maneuvering to leave the parking lot “I dunno chica, hard to tell when a Mox falls for someone or if they are just workin’ them like a cliente, y’know?” V nods, Jackie was probably right “So want me to drop you off chica?” V nods again “Yeah, it was a crazy night, but I think I’m ready to crash” Jackie chuckled as he sped up “It sure was crazy, wasn’t it V? And I have you to thank for it, hell, I still have to thank you for Panam” V smirked, shaking her head “Well, you two seemed to hit it off, I did tell her about Misty though, so she knows what she’s gettin’ into” Jackie nods “Yeah we talked ‘bout it, she wants to fool around so I’m game! But really chica, if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be havin’ the time of my fuckin’ life!”.

Shortly afterward, Jackie had stopped just outside the entrance to the Megabuilding H10 “You good to go, chica?” he asks as V nods, getting out of the Emperor “All good, lemme know whenever you want us to get started on this beast” Jackie grinned as he revs the engine again “Will do, ahí luego V” with that, Jackie took off as a half-asleep V navigated to her apartment. She was exhausted and if someone was trying to get her attention she was probably missing it. Finally, in the comfort of her apartment, she reached her bed and immediately fell asleep.

A few hours later, V was waking up to the sound of her holo going off. She yawns as she picks up “Blessed be, my child, I hope I am not disturbing you in your time of rest” V yawned again, sitting up “Padre” she greets. Sebastián Ibarra, best known as Padre, was the fixer for Heywood and Vista del Rey. The first Fixer Jackie introduced to her “Not at all, what’s up?” The man nodded solemnly “A job has been commissioned and it requires skilled hands and a quick mind. I initially reached out to Jackie Welles, but he declined the job, and instead recommended you” V grunts as she gets up “I’ll have to thank Jackie for his kindness then” Padre smirks “I am certain he will be ecstatic. The job is simple, a man has come into possession of a certain item that does not belong to him. Its rightful owner wishes to see it back, and after several mercs and contractors, the rightful owner has not seen positive results. Enter V, my personal pick for this endeavor” V rubbed her eyes, nodding afterward “I’ll take the job Padre, thank you” The Fixer nods solemnly again “Praise you, V, I am sending you a dossier with details you may want to become familiar with, please, notify me once you have come in possession of the item”.

V was still reviving the past several hours, and she was still feeling hungry for more action. But for now, the job would have to keep her mind off things. She reviewed the dossier as she took a shower. Gaston Slayton was the man who had stolen the item, and the item itself? A guitar, but not just any guitar, an Orphean guitar belonging to Kerry Eurodyne. And what was more, Slayton himself was a rockerboy, or at least, a wannabe rockerboy. It was no secret that at one time, Kerry was part of Samurai, a rock band that reached its peak popularity in the 2020’s, some of their music was still played on the radio, especially Morro Rock. That made V remember the whole ordeal with the Relic, the Johnny Silverhand personality was inside and it had driven Evelyn Parker insane. Reading further into the dossier, it seemed like Slayton was so into Kerry Eurodyne and Samurai that he had a band called RONIN. Not the most original of names, and she could almost picture the man, looking like a mix between Kerry Eurodynee and Johnny Silverhand, playing the same songs just with a slightly different change in lyrics.

V finished her shower, thinking about how to approach the job in the best way. The place where the guitar was being kept was Slayton’s apartment, on Lobos Street. It was on the 17th floor too. She could probably just sneak in, grab the guitar, and risk it on the outside to avoid being detected. She lamented that there weren’t any blueprints of the building included, she would have to improvise. If the mark was a rockerboy, she had to look the part to blend in, assuming of course that the rest of his ‘band’ would usually go to Slayton’s apartment, no one would suspect of another rocker going in, and walking out with a guitar. V grinned as she looked into the wardrobe: Heavy boots, torn fishnet stockings, a leather microskirt with straps on the sides, and a knotted top would be the outfit of the day. Of course, she would throw in her usual makeup, jewelry, and her round shades. She grabbed her Kenshi pistol and headed out.

Taking the elevator to the back, she went down all the way to the parking garage. If things went bad, she would need a quick getaway. Heywood’s streets were usually narrow and the traffic was high, it would be easier to take the Brennan, that way, the traffic would be irrelevant.

A few seconds later, V was speeding through the streets and headed straight for Heywood, but something on a corner made her stop. One of those thrift vendors was selling all kinds of clothes, including some Samurai-themed items. If Slayton was in his apartment, V could always appeal to his love of Samurai. Stopping at the corner, she approached the stall “Evenin’” she greets, and the vendor nods to her “Hello there, can I interest you in anything?” V nodded “Yeah, got Samurai stuff?” the vendor nods in response, showing her tops, shirts, pants, and even underwear “Take your pick! We got some Blisterin’ Love merch, but the most popular ones are from the Never Fade Away and Chippin’ In lines” After looking through the items, V made her pick and paid the vendor “Thanks for your business ma’am! Have a nice day!” without wasting more time, V resumed her drive to Heywood.

About thirty minutes later, V was parking the bike just outside the apartment building on Lobos Street, she breathed out and proceeded inside. The lobby desk was right past the entrance, with the elevators on the side, before V could say anything, the receptionist simply rolled her eyes “Another rockerfan, huh? Left elevator, 17th floor, and tell Slayton he has two warnings now!” V blinked but wasn’t gonna question a free pass. Once inside the elevator, she pressed 17, and as soon as the elevator started to move, she changed her top, replacing it with a Samurai ‘Chippin’ In’ tank top, she knotted it exposing her abdomen. As the elevator reached the 17th floor, the doors opened and she looked for 1702. She looked at both sides of the hallway before she analyzed the door, it was a standard electronic lock that wouldn’t be too difficult to override even if she had no daemons loaded, it was a standard 4bit data combination and she was fairly certain that Slayton hadn’t even bothered to change the combination, so she got to work, trying the standard 0000, 1111, and 1234 combinations “Hey you! What the fuck are you doing!?” she turned around to see a man wearing black leather pants, an open chromed best with no shirt, and cowboy boots that matched the vest coming out of the elevator. He had a spray-on tan and looked like a cartoon: Big arms, big torso, tiny legs. But his face, and his hair, were probably the worst part of his appearance: The hair resembled a fluffy faux-hawk and his face was disturbing in the way that it looked like a robot had designed it: Small but wide baby blue eyes, full lips, and an excessively sculpted nose. V had to think fast “Oh… My God!” she finally spoke, fanning her face “It’s you! It’s really you!” she opened her eyes widely and even jumped in place as if she were extremely excited “It’s you! Gaston fuckin’ Slayton! From RONIN!” the man’s face changed from anger to confusion, to confidence. He even rose his eyebrow and tried to strike a pose “The one and only baby, who are you and what are you doing?” The first impression had been way better than V had hoped for, she had to roll with it now “Oh my GOD!” she repeated in a heightened tone and jumped in place again, her forms wiggling, and it was obvious the man wasn’t missing any details “When I found it this is when THE Gaston Slayton lived, I just had to come and try to see you! My friends are gonna be SO jealous! They are never gonna believe me!” The man chuckles, forgetting that V looked like she was about to break into his apartment “Oh, so you’re a fan, huh? Probably been rockin’ to The Serenade Of Bill Reefers, or Choppin’ Out, or ArchDemon, there’ll be a record with official sessions for fans of Always Gone Away and Pale Dog, so keep an eye out for those!” V groaned internally, like most of Night City, she was familiar with The Ballad Of Buck Ravers, Chippin’ In, Archangel, Never Fade Away, and Black Dog among others, and if the titles Slayton was giving were any indications, she was looking at the biggest poser band in history “Oh, my GOD! No way! Always Gone Away!? That’s like… MY FAVORITE!” she was immediately regretting the course of action, but she had to stick to it now.

The man chuckled “You know your music girl, though of course, RONIN is the next big thing in Night City, Samurai is still the most legendary band ever created, they are on a whole different level. RONIN is inspired by Samurai’s earlier work, did you know that?” Even the way the man talked made her want to punch him in the throat, but she composed herself “Are you serious? I, like, totally love Samurai! Look!” She sticks out her chest, showing the Samurai ‘Chippin’ In’ tank top, it had a very generous dose of sideboob, the man gulps, nodding “That’s, uh, one of my favorites… Such full notes and jiggly, uh, rhythm, yeah” V forced a giggle, looking at Slayton “Think you can give me an autograph? My friends will, like, die of envy!” the man grins again “Of course baby, RONIN fans always get what they want, got a pen?” V patted herself, blinking “Oh, my GOD… I totally didn’t expect to see you! I didn’t bring any!” the man chuckled as he walked forward “It’s alright baby, I got you, pretty sure I have some pens, come on in”.

V entered the apartment behind Slayton, and more than an apartment, the place was a shrine to Samurai. Album covers, posters, even the Smartglass was playing Samurai bootleg concerts on repeat “Welcome to my den, baby, make yourself comfortable, and I’ll get that pen” As Slayton made his way upstairs, V took her chance to look around. There was a case with several guitars, but her scan showed that they were just replicas. Other than the well-assorted bar and the living room, there was no other place to look, there was a small balcony but she doubt the guy would keep an Orphean outside. A few minutes later, Slayton came downstairs with a marker “Alright baby, got it right here, where should I sign?” V giggles as she places her hands on her cleavage, exposing it to him “Right here!” she grins, Slayton gulped again, nodding “A-alright baby, who do I make this for?” V smiles again “Valerie! Your biggest fan!” with a slight shake on his hand, Slayton signed V’s right breast, once he was done, she jumped again, and he didn’t miss any details again “Oh, my GOD! My friends are so gonna die when they see it!” She then looks at Slayton “Max nova! I just can’t! I am here in Gaston Slayton’s pad! I can only imagine all the preem things you do here, this must be where your inspiration for your music comes from!” V was kicking herself internally, but her plan of working Slayton’s ego was effective. “Would you like a little tour, Valerie?” he asks, as she does her very best to feign shock and surprise “No way! Are you for real? You mean it?” the man strikes another pose, before presenting his hand to her “I mean it… You’ve already seen the living room and the bar, come see what’s upstairs!” V took the man’s hand as they both were making their way upstairs.

“Wanna see something absolutely max shimra?” he asks, V simply nodded, still feigning shock and surprise. Slayton guides her to a closed glass door “My pride and joy” he announces. The room was properly secured, and unlike the door to the apartment, V was fairly certain the code to the door wasn’t going to be as easy to guess “Oh, my GOD!” she squeaks, she slightly bent her knees and leaned forward as if looking through the door, she exposed her ass to Slayton who was lost in the moment. It wasn’t frequent he got visits from his fellow rockerboys, but a visit from a fan? Like her? It’s something he didn’t think he would see happen, he wasn’t even sure he had any fans yet. “Is that an…?” she asks, as Slayton finally returns to reality “Oh yeah, that’s the Orphean, but it’s not just any Orphean, it’s the Kerry Eurodyne Orphean, that’s also the 2018 Denny drumset, the pieces of Henry’s bass guitar, and that right there is the original pair of pants Johnny Silverhand wore during the Rainbow Cadenza days, impressive right?” V made a face, those pants had to be about 60 years old, maybe older, she could only imagine the smell. “Oh wow, all these replicas look so… Real!” She leaned forward and bent some more, giving Slayton a better view “I… Uh… What? Oh, no, no baby, what are you even talkin’ about? These aren’t replicas, these are all original! I am a rockerboy, but I’m also a super fan of all things Samurai, and I always hunt down anything and everything that’s original. I only need the original recording of Black Dog recovered in 2045 and I’ll complete my collection” V turns to look at the man, and she blinked “All of this is original? Wow… Slayton, this surely set you back a ton of eddies!” The man chuckled, rising his eyebrow “When a man sets his eyes on something he truly wants, there’s no force on Earth that can distract him, money is meaningless if I get what I want”.

“Can you, like, play it? I’ve heard your solos and they are sooooo… Sexy” V giggles after the sentence, and the man gulps again “I, uh… Yeah, I could play it, but not this one, this is a special guitar, the best piece in my collection” V approaches Slayton and clings to his arm “It’s really special… Just imagine, from Kerry Eurodyne to the great Gaston Slayton, only the greatest guitar players can dominate the Orphean! That sounds so fuckin’ hot, and I so would love to hear you play something, I’d love it so very much” V pressed herself against Slayton, the man was having a very good view of V’s tits pressing against his body “I don’t know Valerie, if something were to happen to the Orphean, I’d be broken… What’s in it for me?” V knew this would happen, she slid her hand down Slayton’s crotch “You’d, like, have a VERY appreciative groupie”.

It sure didn’t take her long to convince him, he opened the door and carefully took the Orphean from its pedestal, and left the room. Motioning for V to follow him, he went downstairs and immediately hooked the guitar to the audio system. V sat on the couch in front of him, making sure her legs were slightly spread so he would have a good look at her. After a few chords, the man clears his throat “The desire… To destroy!” The man starts with the characteristic riff of Archangel, V bit her bottom lip, her hand caressing her chest. Slayton couldn’t help but stare, which caused him to get distracted, he started playing out of tune “Damn it…” V grinned “Oh, there’s that raw rockerboy emotion” She rubbed her chest again “That’s so hot… Maybe you just need to relax” Without adding anything further, V reached out to Slayton’s pants and slowly undid them “Keep playin’, it’s so fuckin’ sexy” The man just nodded, trying his best to switch tones, as V pulled his pants down, she was surprised by the size of Slayton, he wasn’t as big as anyone with a Mr. Studd would be, but for someone who was ‘natural’, he was big, or maybe the corpodoc who wrecked his face had one redeeming quality and was actually good at sculpting his cock. Either way, V wrapped her hand around it, slowly stroking it. The man was still doing an effort to play. V was amused, she thought she would just jerk him off, wait until he dropped his guard, klep the guitar and make a run for it, but seeing what she had before her, she changed her mind, if she was going to go through the effort of feigning to be a RONIN groupie, she would at least get some satisfaction out of it.

Slayton did his best to play the riff to Archangel again, V continued stroking him, her other hand cupping the wannabe rockerboy’s balls, fondling them, she looked up to him, licking her lips just before kissing his glans “Oh… Oh, shit!” the man moans, wrecking the riff, he looks down at V who was just sliding his cock into her mouth “Oh, fuck!” the man cried as V started to bob her head back and forth. The man stopped trying to play we he placed his hands on V’s head and started thrusting his hips “Oh, shit… It’s so good to be a fuckin’ rocker!” the man cried, arching his back in pleasure “Take it, baby! Take all of it!” with one final thrust, he blew his load inside V’s mouth. He fell to the couch afterward as V grins, standing up “That was so hot… Like, so fuckin’ hot, let’s do more and—wait, what the fuck?”.

Much to her surprise, and dismay, Slayton had completely fallen asleep on the couch. V blinked a few times, trying to process what just happened “Are you fuckin’ serious, choom?” she asks, more annoyed than anything. Slayton had even started to snore. V groaned as she reached for the Orphean, taking it with her “Waste of my fuckin’ evening” Still annoyed, she made her way to the elevator and rode it all the way down to the lobby, she stormed out of the building as she reached her bike. She sighed as she dialed Padre “Hello, my child, I trust you have good news?” the man asks, V simply nods “Yeah, got the guitar, what now?” The Fixer smiles “Praise be to thee, V, thank you. The client has expressed interest in thanking you personally and giving you a bonus, it appears many investigators and mercs before you couldn’t get the job done but you have succeeded, the normal conditions were to ship the guitar through a drop point, but under the circumstances, I rather the man stay true to his word and pay you what he’s promised, is this something you want to do, my child?” V, still annoyed, simply breathed out “Yeah sure, I can do that” The man nods slowly again “Splendid, I am sending you the coordinates for the encounter. Thank you for your efforts my child, and go with God. The contract is closed”.

A few seconds later, V received the coordinates and the payment from Padre. Carefully handling the guitar, she made her way to North Oak.

North Oak was such a change of scenery compared to places like Heywood and Watson, it was where the mega-celebrities and top-tier corpo execs lived. Arasaka had an estate overlooking the city and V knew of several actors who had made North Oak their home too. On the way to the Eurodyne residence, V saw a lot of Herreras, Rayfields, and even a few Caliburns. Vehicles that the average Night Citizen could never afford but that the affluent saw as normal. Even the smell of the city seemed to have stayed behind. After a few turns, she was before the gate to the Eurodyne residence. She got off the bike and pressed the button of the intercom “Villa Eurodyne, may I help you?” the voice sounded somewhat familiar to her, but she didn’t pick it up right away “Yes, I got a delivery for Mr. Eurodyne, an Orphean guitar” A few seconds later, the gate opened “Come on in, I’m setting the security systems to friendly” V returned to her bike and drove slowly through the gate. The property looked like the dream home that the screamsheets always featured on the covers when speaking of wealth, investments, and power. V noticed at least a dozen Militech robots patrolling the villa, and as promised, they were set to friendly. As V approached the main entrance to the two-level mansion, the main door opened, and a man with black and gold implants came to receive her “Well, well, you must be V!” he greets approaching the merc. V got off her bike and carefully handled the guitar “That’d be me, Mr. Eurodyne, here’s your guitar” The man scoffed receiving the instrument “Kerry, please, come, have a drink, you must be tired after succeeding where so many failed” After the disappointment she went through Slayton, a drink sounded great. She followed the rockerboy through the door. The interior of the mansion looked like it had just survived a three-day party. There were empty bottles everywhere, some of the walls were defaced with graffiti too, and the main dining area was filled with the remains of food, and recreational drugs. V followed Kerry all the way to the bar “What’s your poison, V? Just got this thing re-stocked” Kerry walked to the back of the bar, as V sat at it “Centzon if you have it” Kerry smirked, reaching for a bottle and two glasses “A woman of taste! Here you go” He slides a glass to V and raises his to her “For finally gettin’ the job done!”.

Kerry Eurodyne was, strangely, pleasing. V had this idea that all rockstars who made it as big as Eurodyne would be entitled and driven entirely by money and hunger to remain relevant. The more she thought about it, the more it hit her. The man looked to be in his mid-thirties at best, but he was part of Samurai, and that band started about seventy or so years ago. The man must have the best biosculptor in all of Night City on speed dial. “So! I see you’re a fan of the oldies” V blinked when she realized he was referring to her Samurai top, and she smirked “Oh, this, this was for the job, I know some of the songs from the band, but I can’t say I’m a psychofan” Kerry smirked, pouring another drink to V and himself “You have no idea how refreshing it is to hear that. Every time I get recognized it’s all selfies, autographs… Not to mention, there have been a few attempts to break into the damn place… And well, y’know, a successful attempt at stealing the fuckin’ guitar too. You have no idea how many mercs and investigators I hired to track down the damn thing, until someone recommended Sebastián Ibarra to me, if I knew fixers got shit done so easily, I wouldn’t have bothered with freelancers… So, about the job, who klepped the guitar?” V finished her drink and Kerry wasted no time in pouring her another “Gaston Slayton, you know, frontman to the completely original band RONIN” Kerry smirked, shaking his head “Motherfucker has been trying to make it big by copying a band that stopped producing shit fifty years ago. Did you know he tried to get a biosculptor to make him look like me? Good thing this handsome mug is copyrighted” he sighs, calming himself down as he pours himself another drink “So, how did you pull it off? Infiltrated his apartment? Hacked your way in? Climbed through the balcony?” V smirked, he made it sound like she was this badass, no fucks given, door-kicking merc. She was, but not for this particular job “I was in the process of hacking the door to his apartment when he came out of the elevator, so I played the role of groupie, hence the top” Kerry grinned widely, pouring V another drink the second she was done with the glass “No shit? So you played at his fanboyism, that’s smart. So what, you scanned the place, waited to see where the guitar was, and knocked him out?” V smirked again, shaking her head “Nah, kept playing the role. His place was a shrine to Samurai, posters, and album covers everywhere, he has a safe room where he kept the guitar, I’m pretty sure he has more stolen shit inside” Kerry nodded “Thanks for the tip, I’ve got a couple of friends in the NCPD that would love to pay this fucker a visit. So you got him to show you where the guitar was, clever, did you take it and run?” Maybe it was the Centzon, maybe it was the frustration, V shook her head yet again “No, played at his ego, convinced him to play the guitar while I blow him, and the second he blew his load he fell asleep, I took the guitar and walked out the door”.

There was the awkward silence, Kerry looked at V, his mouth slightly open, processing what he had just heard. V started to think that maybe giving that kind of impression to him wasn’t the wisest move, but just then, Kerry started to laugh “Holy shit! That’s amazing!” V felt relief while she downed the drink and Kerry immediately refilled it “A merc who’s not afraid to get down and dirty, I like that! Y’know, I might have need of your professional services for a couple of things that may come out soon, mind if I hold on to your number?” V thought for a moment “You should really go through a fixer first, there may be other edgerunners out there with better skill sets” Kerry scoffed, shaking his head “Fuck that, and fuck the middlemen. You did what a ton of losers couldn’t do, and you weren’t afraid to give a loser like Slayton the best three minutes of his life if that meant getting the Orphean, you get shit done, and I love working with people who get shit done. I’ll pay you well, I promise. C’mon, whaddya say?” After a few seconds of contemplating her options, V finally nodded, she sent Kerry her holo number “Alright. Yeah, we can do that. Just drop me a line and we can work something out” Kerry claps his hands, with a big smile on his face “Fuck yeah! Here’s your bonus… And listen, I got an autograph signing session in about an hour at Dark Matter, I’d love to stay and chat and get to know you better, but I need to get ready. You good to drive?” V took that as her cue and nodded “Yeah I’m fine, I’m used to rolling with heavy drinkers” Kerry smirked, making a note of V’s physique “I’m sure you are, and hey, whenever you wanna drop by for a friendly visit, mi casa es su casa, got it? Thank you, V, you fuckin’ kick ass!”.

A few minutes later, V was already outside, driving her bike through the villa’s gate. Kerry was definitely a pleasant man, and very generous with both the drink and bonuses. Maybe the evening wasn’t as bad as she thought it was. At that moment, she got a call. “Hey V! 8ug8ear here, I just compiled the daemons and they are ready for you!” V smiled as she drove down the hills of North Oak “Oh hey there, happy to hear from you, you doin’ alright?” The netrunner nodded “Still at one of Wakako’s safehouses, the heat with the Tyger Claws hasn’t died out just yet so I’m staying put for now” V smirked as she slowly abandoned North Oak and made her way back to Watson through Japantown “Yeah, Tyger Claws can be bastards, and some are very fucked in the head, I’m just glad you’re alright” The netrunner smiled “Thank you! Listen, since I can’t leave the safe house just yet, I’m gonna hire a courier to deliver these daemons, think you can give me your address? I’ll add a description of each, any third-generation cyberdeck should be able to make them work, but the newer the deck, the better the results” V nods, sending her the address to her Megabuilding H10 address “There you go, 8ug8ear, how much do I owe you?” 8ug8ear shook her head “Nothing, you saved my life, took me out of that building that was crawling with Tyger Claws, and now we’re even. Just make sure you understand what each daemon does, alright? And test the shit out of them! I wanna hear back from you and what you think of my work” V smiled again and nodded “Alright, I promise I’ll test them the second I get the chance, and I’ll give you a call” 8ug8ear grinned “Nova! I’m hiring a courier from RCS, you should be receiving them tomorrow morning. Great hearing from you V! See you soon!”.

After the call ended, V considered just going home, but the frustration and the buzz from Kerry’s tequila were building up. After thinking for a moment, she corrects the course and makes her way to the Afterlife. Not like she wasn’t going to pick a job, she was just planning on hanging out, and maybe chatting Claire up if she was around. A while later, she was pulling up at the parking lot outside the Afterlife. She wasn’t planning on anything significant, but like life had shown her many times, her plans could change in the blink of an eye.
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