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Agatha Brandt
Agatha was pleased, seeing as the rest of the team had her backed up. Boss ended up giving in, not before throwing a warning to Anri. "Stay behind and cover us if something dangerous happens", she theorized Alec hadn't had many run-ins with child soldiers, if at all. Shame the first one has already a few screws loose, not that Agatha blamed Anri, who knows what the hell has she gone through. Another one joined the party, donning a very interesting weapon and armor, and more notably, she was very intimate with Alec. The thought of a guy like Alec with a lady like the one he was kissing was something moderately amusing, but she kept that to herself, only letting out a quiet giggle.
With not much to pack, as she was already prepared, so she went straight to the hangar. The ship approached the planet without a hitch. As they got closer to their landing spot, she was able to admire the dangerous beauty of Night City. Clearly something was off despite being so dazzling on the surface, at least her guts told her so. That's when the song started playing. She wasn't sure why exactly, but the song felt very catchy to her, making her even rhythmically tap with her foot. Once they landed, it was clear her gut feeling was on point. It was like seeing some pre-war large cities.
Amidst the discussion on how to proceed with gathering resources, something else called Agatha's attention. Along with the gunshots and the distant bustling part of the city. A metal container was smashed into pieces, and someone was discussing with a group, a small one, but Agatha couldn't discern how small. "Looks like there's someone in trouble just around that corner, a group jumping a woman". She pointed a finger towards where she heard the ruckus. "I hope you don't mind me lending a hand, boss. To protect and serve, and all that jazz" she joked. Whether he said yes or no, she was going.
She reached inside her jacket, and pulled her pistol as she sprinted to the corner, where she halted. She managed to get the last parts of the conversation well, confirming who she needed to take care of. Four heavily modified humans, or so she assumed, they were too modified to accurately tell. Agatha took a deep breath and then went on a full sprint again, and yet thanks to her clothing, she made no noise. She snuck up on one of them and performed a modified scissor takedown. Going straight for the head as its brutally smashed into the concrete.
Not wasting a moment, Agatha pushed herself off the ground, and while on her knees, shot twice towards the assailant closest to the lady, which had stopped and turned to check on their buddy. She took the chance to take one down by shooting them once in the head and once in the chest, where their heart would be. She hoped the girl would manage to escape with the distraction Agatha just created, or worst case scenario, that she can take them on now that the numerical advantage was no longer in these freaks' side.
Agatha was pleased, seeing as the rest of the team had her backed up. Boss ended up giving in, not before throwing a warning to Anri. "Stay behind and cover us if something dangerous happens", she theorized Alec hadn't had many run-ins with child soldiers, if at all. Shame the first one has already a few screws loose, not that Agatha blamed Anri, who knows what the hell has she gone through. Another one joined the party, donning a very interesting weapon and armor, and more notably, she was very intimate with Alec. The thought of a guy like Alec with a lady like the one he was kissing was something moderately amusing, but she kept that to herself, only letting out a quiet giggle.
With not much to pack, as she was already prepared, so she went straight to the hangar. The ship approached the planet without a hitch. As they got closer to their landing spot, she was able to admire the dangerous beauty of Night City. Clearly something was off despite being so dazzling on the surface, at least her guts told her so. That's when the song started playing. She wasn't sure why exactly, but the song felt very catchy to her, making her even rhythmically tap with her foot. Once they landed, it was clear her gut feeling was on point. It was like seeing some pre-war large cities.
Amidst the discussion on how to proceed with gathering resources, something else called Agatha's attention. Along with the gunshots and the distant bustling part of the city. A metal container was smashed into pieces, and someone was discussing with a group, a small one, but Agatha couldn't discern how small. "Looks like there's someone in trouble just around that corner, a group jumping a woman". She pointed a finger towards where she heard the ruckus. "I hope you don't mind me lending a hand, boss. To protect and serve, and all that jazz" she joked. Whether he said yes or no, she was going.
She reached inside her jacket, and pulled her pistol as she sprinted to the corner, where she halted. She managed to get the last parts of the conversation well, confirming who she needed to take care of. Four heavily modified humans, or so she assumed, they were too modified to accurately tell. Agatha took a deep breath and then went on a full sprint again, and yet thanks to her clothing, she made no noise. She snuck up on one of them and performed a modified scissor takedown. Going straight for the head as its brutally smashed into the concrete.