Cool Headed Diplomacy

Taking an aggressive stance, Yuki-Onna planned to help out the navis by ensuring that the aggressors were dead before they had a chance to attack. The few unoperated navis hid behind her as she put up a guard in defense. The ice terrain change proved to be a good defensive strategy, as in addition to improving a navi's ability to dodge, it also made PatrolMan's car very difficult to maneuver. "Ha, you think a little ice is going to stop me? My ride has great traction!" the officer smirked, despite the fact that his wheels now seemed to be suffering from a lot of skid.

Yuki released a stream of aquatowers towards her opponents, bursting up from the ice one after another. The protesters were each hit, but PatrolMan managed to dodge by swerving his car. "Didn't I tell ya? This baby's got it all!" he laughed, keeping on driving straight for Yuki.

At that moment, however, Yuki's companion landed on the back of the car, standing up on the trunk despite the car's velocity. She pulled out a small remote from her coat pocket while tapping the navi on the shoulder with her free hand. Looking back, he barely had time to cry out before she pressed the button, jumping backwards off the car as she did. In a burst of light, a bolt of lightning smashed the car to smithereens, sending up a cloud of smoke as it threw its driver from behind the wheel. The navi tried to scamper up to his feet, but the suited woman bound his legs by throwing out her coat. Falling over, he retaliated with a shotgun, which hit her and caused her to fall back.

"No more time to waste. Elecreel!" the suit-wearing navi cried out, releasing a burst of electricity from around her body. PatrolMan cried out in pain as his body was charred to a crisp, removing him from the net.

Strangely, however, the female navi had not let up her tension. "I applaud your effort in helping me fight, but you've got to help those navis get into the safe zone!" she urged Yuki. Apparently, the fighting wasn't over yet.

In a flash of gaudy pinkness, FashionMan reentered the stage surrounded by four NP navis, which he commanded to surround Yuki's ally. "Now we've got assaulting an officer to add to your list? My, this is not going to look good for you all up at the station, now is it?" he taunted, spinning his scarf in one hand. "How about you all play this smart? If you all agree to surrender, I'll take you right down to the base without any further harm." Despite his words the navi was already anticipating a fight, as evidenced by the fact that all of the navis with him were already armed with guns.

"Ha! I thought I smelled cheap fabrics and hair bleach. What a troublesome man... Get those navis to the safe area as quickly as you can manage. I'll jack out as soon as I'm done holding these guys off!" Yuki's ally called out to her. "And I'd suggest you do the same once you're finished!"

--Close to GNA entrance--
FashionMan: 300 HP
NP NaviA: 100 HP
NP NaviB: 100 HP
NP NaviC: 100 HP
NP NaviD: 100 HP
PatrolMan: EJO'd
PatrolMan's Car: EJO'd
ProtesterA: EJO'd
ProtesterB: EJO'd

--Far from GNA entrance--
Suit-Wearing Navi: 220 HP
Unoperated NaviA: 100 HP
Unoperated NaviB: 100 HP
Yuki-Onna: 170 HP [Guard1]
Remotebit: 140 HP

100% Ice Terrain
((GNA area entrance is 3 moves away from Yuki and unoperated navis))
The whole battle scene was chaotic as the water tower managed to crash into the two protesters as the car began swerving all over the place. However, it's what her ally in the suit did that astonished the pair. She managed to delete not only the car, but EJO'd Patrolman himself with her moves. It was quite a relief to have such a ally in this situation. However, the fight wasn't over yet.. there was still fashion man.

For all the glitter and good intentions the Police talk about, it was very obvious they had their share of demons among them. For certain groups like the mafia the people talk about, there are the bad groups here and there, but they are out in the open and easy to find. But an organization that was meant for protecting the people, having a small group of high ups who are corrupt and willing to use justice as a mean to do what they want? Even bloodhounds sound safer than them.

"Yuki, I think we should do what she asked and get these guys to safety. There are way too many to fight and once we do, we can all escape safely." Yuki remained silent as her visor hummed. While it hummed, she spoke softly to the two navis. "Listen very closely. On the count of three, we are going to move towards the GNA. Stay in my shadow and try to keep out of their line of sight. Try and use the ice to give you a bit more speed. If you feel like you are going to fall, grab my hand. Got it? We won't have much time."

As the 4 police navis surrounded her Ally, she remained quiet as she calculated the positions. If all four were focused on her, 3 would notice any movements from Yuki and her buddies with a simple glance. Chances are, every one was trigger happy and 5 against one would be dangerous, even for this strong ally.

"One..."

Yuki quietly held her free hand out to the two rogues as she made sure the Police just saw her shield and the side of her body. She couldn't just run or she could endanger her charges. Chances are they are packing shotguns and various penetration chips. Rushing in wouldn't work. Nor would waiting. She just needed a chance to get them going. Talking on the private chat, Aoi gave her what she needed.

"Two..."

Slowly shifting her body, she retracted the traction spikes from the heels of her metallic white boots. As she kept the shield in front of her, her free hand was giving off a bit of mist. She only had one chance for this to work. She just needed to distract them long enough to give her ally and herself a opening to act. As she gauged her targets through her visor, a slight ripple could be seen in the air. With a clench of her fist, three needles of water flew at the backs of three police navis. Specifically, the ones who would see her act. Hopefully, this would allow her friend to deal with them post haste and open up the path even more.

"Three!"

Releasing a bit a mist, she quickly began to slide towards the GNA entrance and act as mobile cover for the rogues. Her shield still facing the enemy as she held out her hand in case they started to slip on the ice. They needed to move quickly. If they were lucky, they would make it out alive. If not, she would not like the alternatives.

ACTIONS!
*passive aim
1: AquaNeedle1 3 of NP Navis in the back to hopefully distract/disable them with freeze so her allies and herself have a opening.(25 aqua damage each. Using passive aim.)
2: Tactical Movement: Act as cover for the rogues and move towards the GNA entrance. Use the ice to move quicker if needed.
3: Same as the second action.
Yuki and her ally wasted no time in getting back into action. "Alright boys, looks like there's no surrender. Let's lay it on them!" he laughed, twirling half of the length of his tremendous scarf as he commanded his NP forces. When a good portion of his men failed to respond, FashionMan looked around in surprise to see that they were already frozen by Yuki's attack. "One of you must think yourself rather clever..." he muttered through his teeth, lowering his shades for a better look. Soon he realized that Yuki's ally was running some sort of bluff, hoping for him to get distracted. At the last second, he jumped out of the way, narrowly avoiding a huge bolt of lightning that cracked down from the Remote Bit over his head. Growling, he ran forward towards Yuki's ally, brandishing his scarf like a weapon.

"Know your place, woman!" he snarled, heaving the scarf twice. To Yuki's surprise, she heard a sound almost like quick-moving metal as it flew through the air, creating huge gashes in the ice as it connected. Yuki's ally dodged two of these, but apparently they were only a build-up for his final attack. "Behold!" he sang out, his scarf transforming into a heavy, blue-colored form. As the slash hit Yuki's ally, it not only cut but also seemed to freeze the navi in place. In a short time, her ally's lower body was entirely encased in ice.

Yuki's hope was that she would reach the border while the battle ensued, but FashionMan now seemed determined to stop that goal. Laughing, he summoned a rockcube in front of Yuki's compatriots, causing them to smash to a stop while she skid on to the GNA-protected area. "Fu ha ha ha! So close and yet so far!" he laughed, walking towards them while twirling his scarf.

The ally, still encased in ice, cried out and fired at FashionMan to try to stop him, but he simply deflected the shot with his spinning scarf. In the mean time, the NP navi's peppered Yuki's ally with some weak shots, taking advantage of her frozen state. She could do little to resist them, being hit with at least 3 cannon shots. In a rage, she summoned a pair of scissors, which flew for FashionMan's body. Turning, he growled as the blades cut through his coat on their way through.

"You women don't know when to give up," he said with a frown, ignoring the wound and continuing towards the two unprotected navis. The navis hustled back up to their feet with panicked expressions, trying to make it over to Yuki...

"Don't worry, sir! I've got this one," the single remaining unfrozen NP navi called out, skating his way towards Yuki and arming himself with a cannon chip.

--Close to GNA entrance--
FashionMan: 260 HP
NP NaviA: 75 HP (frozen) [Normal]
NP NaviB: 75 HP (frozen) [Normal]
NP NaviC: 75 HP (frozen) [Normal]
NP NaviD: 100 HP
PatrolMan: EJO'd
PatrolMan's Car: EJO'd
ProtesterA: EJO'd
ProtesterB: EJO'd
Rockcube: 100 HP

Yuki-Onna: 170 HP (Guard1)
Cloth Cutter: 80 HP

--Far from GNA entrance--
Suit-Wearing Navi: 1 HP (frozen) [Normal]
Unoperated NaviA: 100 HP
Unoperated NaviB: 100 HP
Yuki-Onna: 170 HP (Guard1)
Remotebit: 140 HP (1 turn left)


80% Ice Terrain, 20% Normal
((GNA area entrance is 3 moves away from Yuki and unoperated navis))
"Damn! Aoi! What's going on?" As Yuki noticed Fashionman approaching the rogues, she also noticed her ally being down. "We managed to freeze some of the police navis, but all progression has stopped for our allies. The unoperated navis are blocked by the rock cube, our ally just got the business end of multiple beatings, and Fashionman is doing the catwalk to finish off the bystanders while the one police navi is trying to shoot our friend like a dog."

Yuki remained silent as she looked at both parties from the border. Her mission, or her friend who risked her life even though it was her folly in the first place. One was surrounded by Police, the other were about to be victimized by a mad man. She had too few chips to deal with both, nor enough time to do so. She would have to move in to deal with the cannon, or move in to deal with the rockcube and Fashionman. But either way, with the numbers and difference in strength, it was suicide. Seeing Yuki struggle at deciding, Aoi spoke up. "..It's fine Yuki. We did our best. We are already safe in the border, so we can escape. All we would do is give them one more thing to push into the grave."

Yuki's eyes widened. She looked at what the net police officer had on his hand and she recalled what happened when she used it on a Heel Navi. She had no time to waste. With another great gust of mist, she jetted right towards the Navi in the suit. Her shield at the ready as she tried to make it in the nick of time to rescue her ally from the cannon totting NP Navi. Making sure to use her body as additional cover, she talked to her wounded ally."I apologize madam, but I am not one to leave others behind." As she glanced at the rock cube, she opened up the private line to the unoperated navis. "You two! Cling or grab on to that rock cube for dear life! Do you understand? I said I am not going to abandon you, and I mean it! So if this does not work, I will act as bait so you two can escape."

"Yuki, what are yo-" "Cannon chip." "But-" "Just... trust me Aoi. Please." Giving a loud gulp, he slotted in the chip. As the right arm whizzed and screeched, it revealed a large old style cannon. Moving her arm around, she didn't aim it at the unfrozen NP Navi. Nor did she aim it at FashionMan. Rather, she aimed it at the Rockcube the innocents were hopefully climbing. She remembered that her cannon had knockback as a effect. And with the ice, it just amplified it. If she could hit it just right, she would send it and the civilians across the border and into a safe zone. If not, the cannon blast will hopefully grab Fashionman's attention of the actual threat at the moment.

Taking a deep breath, she lined up the shot as she steadied the large arm. It was quite some time since she fought with such weight attached to her. If it wasn't for her visor and the SNOW system, it would likely be a bit harder. Once she managed to find a clear shot, the arm gave a large hiss of mist as it fired out the cannon blast right towards the rock cube.

Now that the two main problems were taken care of, she focused on some first aid on her friend. Lowering her arm to her, she began to emit a cool, refreshing blast of mist at the wounded ally. The newly jury rigged healing system got to work at fixing the more critical parts of her body. Shifting her gaze slightly to see how she was doing, she talked in a calm and sincere tone. "I know this is a sort of ironic way to heal you, but it should get you out of critical condition. Are you alright to stand?"

<<ACTION>>
1: Movement to block impeding cannon shot targeting Business Suit Navi using Reflect1 and to cover her.
*passive aim
2: Cannon(40 + knockback + passive aim) at the rock cube to propel it towards the GNA border hopefully with the unoperated navis on it. Using the ice to give it additional movement.
3: Cool Treat-Ment on Business Suit Navi for 30 recovery. 1 TCD.
Yuki's ally looked confused as the navi came to rescue her from what seemed to be an irreconcilable situation, surrounded by four navis. Yuki shrugged off a cannon blast to her side from one of the navis, then readied the guard she was still holding to protect her from the others. "I appreciate it and all, but those navis are in danger! Focus on saving them first," she pleaded, but Yuki was already a step ahead, instructing the navis on how to get away safely.

"You pathetic wastes of space... Fu ha ha... Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. I've got other better plans in mind," FashionMan whispered to the two navis as he approached, still twirling his scarf, which now had a menacing metallic whirring noise accompanying its motion. "Well maybe just one. I need to set a precedent after all!" he bellowed, bringing down his scarf. The scarf connected with nothing but ice, however, as the rockcube was sent sailing by Yuki's cannon, along with the two navis. FashionMan seemed like he should have been enraged, yet he kept his composure. Instead he simply turned to the NP navis, shaking his head and sighing. "What, you lot can't even take out two measly women? It's so hard to find competent officers these days," he groaned, walking back towards Yuki and her ally.

The woman in the suit clenched her teeth, apparently realizing FashionMan's plan. "The gall of that guy... I think his plan is to finish us both off, then enter into the GNA border and take advantage of the two navis' confusion to exploit them. To prevent it, we need at least one of us to get in there with them and alert some GNA personnel. The GNA aren't our friends, but they should at least be willing to prevent actions that could lead to violence within their borders," she explained to Yuki as shots reflected off of each of their guards. The ally nodded to thank Yuki for her healing, which she desperately needed. To retaliate and save them both, the navi used her remote bit and cloth cutter to injure their enemies, taking out two of the NP navis. She then healed herself up a bit more using recovery chips.

"I've called in further reinforcements, you know. Give it up you two; you're being obnoxious," the gaudily dressed man sighed, approaching them with his scarf slung over one shoulder. "If you think I'm letting either of you through that gate, you've got another thing coming."


--Within GNA borders--
Unoperated NaviA: 100 HP
Unoperated NaviB: 100 HP
Rockcube: 60 HP

--Close to GNA entrance--

FashionMan: 260 HP
NP NaviA: EJO'D
NP NaviB: 35 HP [Normal]
NP NaviC: EJO'D
NP NaviD: 100 HP
PatrolMan: EJO'd
PatrolMan's Car: EJO'd
ProtesterA: EJO'd
ProtesterB: EJO'd

Suit-Wearing Navi: 131 HP [Normal]
Yuki-Onna: 130 HP
Cloth Cutter: 80 HP


80% Ice Terrain, 20% Normal
As the two navis managed to make it to the border unharmed, she smiled slightly as her friend aided her in dealing with the rather annoying NP officers. Giving a thumbs up for the team effort. However, the way fashionman acted and how her ally responded seemed to hint a more serious nature. Yuki looked at their foe's lackadaisy approach. "Yeah... it makes sense. It's easy to bully someone into doing something after a display of force. Especially if it is against those that tried to stop them. He'll probably use them as scrape goats to further his own ideas. Aoi, it looks like I need a sword."

After a few moments, Aoi replied "No." Yuki raised an eyebrow and talked back. " What do you mean no? You saw what he is going to do. We need to-" "Think for a second. The two civilians are safe, our friend is safe for now, and the only thing we need to do is withdraw to the border. If we attack him straight out, he WILL win. We need to think for a second. Why does he always have to approach his target before attacking? Why not his buster or gun chips?"

The answer hit Yuki like a ton of bricks. Fashionman was a close quarters navi. Probably a sword sub type with the slashing scarf he uses all the time. Why else would he get his hands dirty in getting so close to his foes? Of course, that meant there was a fatal flaw in his standard style. He needed to be close. Noticing the scissors that seems to be helping them out, Yuki finally caught Aoi's train of thought.
Turning her eyes towards her friend, she talked in a soft tone.

"Madam, do you happen to have any more of those summons? I have a few disabling chips on hand, so if you have something to keep him occupied, we can likely stop him from attacking or hindering us. Either way, to help those two truely be safe and make sure Mr FancyPants doesn't get his way, we need to work together so both of us make out of here."

Focusing on the navi ahead of them, Yuki's right arm shifted into a make shift bow. A long arrow with a vaguely heart shaped tip popped out the end. While she never did try using it, she remembered what it was. A chip breaker. As the bow string grew taunt, she took a good look at her target through her visor before sending the arrow flying in a arc towards the fashion failure. If this man tries to throw down another rock cube, this would stop him.

Giving one last smile to her friend she said in a soft tone, "I'm counting on you madam to help me and I'll do my best on my end to help you." As she began move once more. The jets of mist propelling her towards the border. However, instead of taking the straight route she did before, she had a slight curve in her slide as to best avoid the approaching Fashionman and his obviously dangerous scarf. While she continued her slide, a large metallic ring formed in her hand as she readied her throw. Throwing the ring like one would throw a frisbee, the ring sparked to life as the momentum from Yuki's slide gave the zap ring a slight curve in it's trajectory as it headed towards Fashionman and hopefully stun him.

They needed to work together if they wanted to make it pass Fashionman before his reinforcements arrived. Hopefully the feeling is mutual between them.

<ACTION!>
*passive aim
1: Roll arrow1(50 damage plus chip break. Passive aim added.) at Fashionman.
2: Move action towards the GNA border, while trying to avoid melee range with fashionman.
3: Zapring1 Fashionman.(40 elec + stun)
Yuki's ally nodded, agreeing with most of what she was saying, but at the same time looked nervous as she went into her actions. "Alright, but don't tangle with this guy. I'll protect you as well as I can, but he's got a lot more in his arsenal that he hasn't revealed yet... Believe me, I'd like to take him down too, but we don't have the resources right now," the woman cautioned Yuki, summoning a wheeled mannequin and a sort of standing, automated cloth dyer as well. As Yuki went on the offensive and headed for the gate, the mafia sympathizer followed her along with the objects.

FashionMan easily dodged a blast of ink from the cloth dyer, frowning gravely as he spun. "What shoddy tricks. I'm not such a one-trick pony, you'll see," he scoffed, twirling his scarf and easily deflecting Yuki's arrow. He threw a centered cluster of pins from his scarf like kunai, but the mannequin body double luckily intercepted the hits. "That not doing it? Fine, try on my Bowlerang! Fuhaha!" laughing monsterously, the navi threw off his fedora in a boomerang pattern towards Yuki. Yuki's ally called out to her, seeming to recognize the danger of the attack, but it was too late. Only once it cut through her flesh did Yuki-Onna realize the real danger of the attack: a steel blade rim inlaid into the fabric of the hat. Data poured out of Yuki's wounds as the fedora passed through like a knife through butter.

Yuki's ally had made it past the border, but Yuki herself had a little bit further to go after slipping from FashionMan's attack. She attempted another zapring, but he dodged easily aside. The remaining Netpolice officers, aiming for Yuki's ally but realizing she was now out of bounds, hurried to catch up with FashionMan to help him finish her off. Staying them with one hand, however, the gaudily dressed navi shook his head and glared at Yuki from behind his sunglasses. Gently placing his fedora back onto his head, he then moved one hand to his chin pensively. "It's not fun, but we need to pull back for now. Killing her isn't going to get us anything and I've got some serious PR legwork to do. Bank's going to kill me if she figures out the time and face I've wasted on this outing," the man sighed, massaging his temples wearily. "It's this kind of business that gives me crow's feet, you know. Dreadful." With a snap, he withdrew himself and his troops, leaving Yuki alone to go and meet up with her allies.

--Within GNA borders--
Unoperated NaviA: 100 HP
Unoperated NaviB: 100 HP
Suit-wearing Navi: 131 HP
Rockcube: 60 HP
Cloth Dyer: 80 HP
Mannequin Double: DELETED

--Close to GNA entrance--

FashionMan: FLED
NP NaviA: EJO'D
NP NaviB: FLED
NP NaviC: EJO'D
NP NaviD: FLED
PatrolMan: EJO'd
PatrolMan's Car: EJO'd
ProtesterA: EJO'd
ProtesterB: EJO'd

Yuki-Onna: 30 HP
Cloth Cutter: 80 HP

--BATTLE COMPLETE--

GET: 800z, Kunai1
The whole sequence felt like a blur. The various appliances flying, Fashionman batting away each attack like it was nothing, and the rather painful reminder that slashing things hurt. Even if they were in the form of a bright pink fedora. As she slowly managed to keep the leaking data from staying where it was meant to be, she realized something very important. She had just managed to piss of a high standing member of the law. Not something she was proud of, but seeing at what lengths he was willing to go through to get his way, she was glad she wasn't pro police.

"-ey! Hey! Are you OK? You were zoning out for a moment! You lost a lot of data!" Yuki groaned as she shook her head as Aoi kept asking if she was fine. "Well, other than getting slashed by a weapon that belongs in some sort of old spy movie and avoiding my ass from being reformatted as bits of individual code, I feel absolutely peachy."

As Aoi noticed the smirk crossing Yuki's face from the sarcastic comment, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, everyone is safe now. I'm putting SnowWhite back to sleep. I don't think seeing a giant robotic girl with a big gash will make the civilians feel better." Giving a nod, Yuki's body glowed white once more as her body reverted to her 'original' form. The wounds from combat being hidden by her outfit as she put on her gloves before walking to her allies.

"Sorry if I worried you for a moment Madam, but I am glad everyone made it to the border." Taking a look to make sure everyone was alright, she gave a kind hearted smile to the two unoperated navis. "I apologize if I was a bit forceful with my advice, but I am happy you are safe."
Yuki's ally breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that she'd made it through safely. "Geez, I was worried for a second there. That guy's pretty dangerous... I'm glad you made it out alright though. The two navis are safe thanks to you," she informed Yuki, giving a gesture towards the two she'd saved.

The unoperated navis greeted Yuki with no end of gratitude, ensuring her that they had no trouble with the rough treatment they'd had to endure, since it had all come out fine for them. They'd even managed to make it through without injury. "Don't worry, I should be able to find a good home for these guys where we can keep them away from guys like that. It's a good thing we managed to come here and hush FashionMan though... He could have gotten away with them pretty easily otherwise," the suit-wearing woman explained, summoning a new jacket to replace the one she'd lost in the fight.

Thinking carefully, she stared at Yuki pensively for a moment longer with her pleasant blue eyes. Telling the other navis to stay put, she led Yuki away to talk privately. "I'm going to come clean with you. I was going to argue that case myself, but when I realized what the situation was, I figured it would be a perfect time to try to find some new blood for the Mafia. As it turns out, you're exactly the kind of righteous fighter that Vivarte could use in its ranks. I'm not sure if you've heard of us, but the Vivarte are a chivalrous side-faction of the Mafia that's devoted to taking down the corrupt Netpolice. If that sounds interesting to you, hit up the Kiosk. My name's Chic, by the way; get into Vivarte and I'll be able to put in some good words for you with our leader," she explained, taking on a slightly different accent. It seemed that Chic was used to talking a lot more than she had been throughout Yuki's time with her. Without reservations, her voice sounded slightly more upbeat and colorful, although perhaps marred by the sort of haughty fashion model tone that seemed to come naturally to her. "Don't think of this as conscription, I'm just telling you that you've got friends in the Mafia if you want them..."

Winking and stepping away from Yuki to get back to her allies, Chic gave a wide, open-palmed wave in leaving. "I'll cover the mission status for you and get these navis somewhere safe, so all you need to do is report back in. Toodleoo!" she finished, seeming much more cheerful now that the mission was over.

((Gained 6 FXP for Chic))
As the two civilians seem to heap on praise upon praise for their rescue and not minding that she was a bit rough with them. It made her feel a bit lighter now, and being told that they will have good homes makes it all the more rewarding for both her and her operator. "Even though it was a bit dicey, it's good to know they will have a home soon enough. Who knows? Maybe they will find a good operator like myself?" Aoi said in a rather fake haughty tone. "Yeah, but hopefully their operators aren't given the kid's menu when they are in college." Cringing at yet another low blow, Yuki gave a chuckle at Aoi's obvious response. However, it was cut short as her ally took her to the side for a chat.

To say the least, it was quite a surprise.

While she did defend several of the key points related to the Mafia, she was quite surprised to find that the one who has been a mafia member all along. Compared to FashionMan and PatrolMan who flashed their badges around like some sort of privilege, she remained quiet and contained herself. It made sense though. A mafia member would only make things seem worse if FashionMan knew. It would probably even spark a bigger fire under the protesters. But to actually being scouted out, not something she would expect. Still, it felt more like a friend giving her a job opportunity than being drafted into a large conflict.

Muling it over, Yuki decided she needed an outsider opinion on it. " What do you think Aoi?" Aoi quietly mulled it over for a moment and shrugged. "In all fairness, I don't see why not. The police are flat out after that poor excuse for a man. Heck, he'd likely make sure we are considered criminals if we tried. Besides, they are at least trying to help those less fortunate. Now, let's do as she said and get this 'Odd Job' done."

Giving a slight groan and a nod, she smiled and waved to Chic and the two unoperated Navis as her body glowed white as she quickly turned into snow as she jacked out. She would have to take her up on the offer and visit the Kiosk... after a bit more training.

(JACK OUT! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! BRONESS ABOUND!)