/// Running full diagnostics...
/ Neural Link check... 38% of data under quarantine...
// Data ■■■■ corrupted
// Missing multiple data tables...
/ Frame function check...
// Visual module damaged | ■■■■ = Yes...
// Hydrolic multiple damaged components | ■■■■ = Yes...
// Hearing module damaged | ■■■■ = Yes...
// Power core damaged | ■■■■ = Error...
/ Power is low = 27% | ■■■■ = Yes...
/// Self-diagnostic complete... System reboot successful
/// Authentificating... Permission check... Successful
/ Affiliation: None
/ Frame model: Prototype HSSF
/ Imprint model: Nitro Express Rifle
/ Mission ID: N/A
/ Time: N/A
/ Status: N/A
As system suggests... Reboot took 2 minutes and 17 seconds. When shoting finaly stoped, and there were no more enemies to kill, errors were overflowing Nita's system. She is alive... Damaged, but alive! Rain never stoped, and streets now are overflowing with water, as most of a street were in 5 cm of water. And it was hard to tell. Is it water level rising so quikly, or the whole city is going down. Either way, staying here was a dangerous idea.
Looking around, numerous bodies of ELIDs, Varyags and even Magni, filled the street. Not a single living signature was detected in this dark and rainy street. Then a thought sparked.
Nita - Boris?
A dark alley where all this mess started. Corpse of an old man were laying among trash bags. His hands were clutching a flask, but at the looks of it, he wasn't able to open it.
Nita slowly moved her hand over Boris face, closing his eyes, then grabbed a dog tags from his neck. There were many of them. For some reason... That felt appropriate to do...
=== Start | Memory 29f6f4 ===
Nita - Dog tags?
Boris - Yeah... The only thing we leave behind!
A rare peacefull sunset at the highway. Truck full of people were stopped for a respite. Other cars were there too. Somewhere among crowd of people, Mikhail were screaming something about chikens, and the so called chickens were running around as some of them escaped their cages. Many of people were runnign around, in attempt to capture them. All while Nita and Broris climbed on a roof of some lonely cafe in the middle of nowhere.
Boris - It is a simple tradition. To remember everyone who gave their life for... For a future i guess?
Nita - Is there a meaning to everything you do for a dead body?
Boris - What do you mean?
Nita - When Sasha died... You closed his eyes, then spilled some drink on his body...
Boris - Oh... You about that!
With a little saddnes in his face. Boris opened his flask drank from it.
Boris - Simple show of respect to a person...
He wanted to say more, but stoped.
Nita - But they are already dead... What use does this "show of respect" gives?
Boris - That is why dolls will never replace a human soul... There not allways use for all of our actions. Sometimes, we just trying to hold on small things to move on. You will never understand what it means! But if it were to me. I would be feeling better knowing that someone would hold respect for me too. Even after death...
Nita - If it would happen after death... How would you know that someone showed you "respect"?
Boris - *Sigh* That is not a point Nita... That is not the point!
=== END | Memory 29f6f4 ===
A lone figure hurried to the car, then a seccond one followed. Varyag were trying to open the door to the car, that Magni soldiers left behind when they were leaving this place as fast as they could.
Fortunatly, the door opened. Then Varyag grabed radio on his belt!
Varyag A - Boss! This one is good to go! We can leave!
Radio - I am on my way.
Varyag B - Get the car ready! I will help boss carry that doll!
Varyag A - Yeah! Hurry!
One of Varyags started running to the restaurant. Once he half way to the storeroom, he saw Boss and one another Varyag carrying the doll. This doll were their ticket to a propper life in green zone. If only sudden attack didn't happened, then the cient wouldn't fleed, and they would have already be half-way to a rich life in green zone.
Varyag C - Open the door!
Varyag B - Yeah Yeah!
The only help that he could provide, is to open door, and then another one. And here they are! Almost ready to leave this hell. Just... the car was silent.
Varyag B - Hey, how is the car going? Is something wrong.
But once he got closer, he saw that his friend were dead. And a large hole in his head were solid evidence for that case.
*Bang* An loud sound filled street. And Varyag that were checking on his friend, fell to the same cause, then fell to the ground.
*Bang* And another Varyag fell to the ground. Varyag's Boss fell too, under sudden weight of a doll he was carrying now being left without support.
Varyag Boss - Wait! No! Wait!
Slowly, Nita came closer, while reloading her rifle.
Varyag Boss - Wait a few moments! We can always cut a deal!
Nita - What kind of a deal you can make right now?
Rifle was ready to make a pair of new holes in something or someone...
Varyag Boss - Look. If you kill me, you will never find who were placing bounties on your heads!
Nita - I already know everything i need!
Cold barrel of rifle was already pointing at new victim.
Varyag Boss - No! No! You see this doll?
With his free hand, Varyag boss made a few slaps on Kikima's frame.
Varyag Boss - This doll is a prototype of some sort. My client were ready to pay a huge sum for her! I am sure we can discuss something with him about this! But you will never be able to contact him without me! Trust me! I need you!
Nita - Prototype doll you say?
Varyag Boss - Yes! This a prototype doll!
Nita - She is a simple SSD-62D with a simpe civilian medic doll neural data. You got a wrong doll!
Varyag Boss - No... This...
Nita - I am a "Prototype HSSF"... and so you are saying that the reason you were killing my friends were because you tried to get your hands on me?
Varyag Boss - Not me... The client... I was doing what was told.
His woried face was covered by gasmask. But he felt relief when Nita put her rifle on safety mode, then threw belt over her head.
Varyag Boss - I am sure everything will be fine when you will meet the client! Come on!
The man tried to stand up, but Nita grabed at his neck with both hands and started squeezen.
Nita - So you bastards, killed all of them because of me!
Anger were filling Nita's neural cloud. But this a emotion weren't satisfied with a simpe death.
Varyag managed to pull a pistol from his holster, and make a few shots at Nita. That was enough for her grip to come loose. Once free, he started fell to the ground. He caudn't see with all the dirt and water on his gasmask. So he kept shooting untill there were no more bullets in the pistol.
Such shoots would never stop Nita, but her anger were only growing. With a single kick to the head, Varyag were sent rolling to the middle of a street and his gasmask flew off.
Nita - I just like you best that way!
Hard hands once again wraped around Varyag's neck. Choking him while his face were slowly dissapearing under water. Every now and the, thunder would strike, destroying nearby buildings and reavealing Nita's face, consumed by anger and hatred.
And after a few moments. Varya'g finaly stopped moving. Just to make sure, Nita's hands were still gripping tightly Varyag's neck for a few long moments. When she finaly released him, his body started floating on water and slowly washed away by a torrent of rising water.
Everything around were going down. Buldings crumbeled and fall from combined power of water, thunder and wind. But in the middle of this storm Nita stood confused. What now?
But that question was answered rather quickly. A huge tide, were going through the streets, destroying everything in it's way. And Nita stood there, in the middle of a street. Despite Nita's huge and heavy frame. Torrent picked her up, mixing with everything else that was there. Debries, cars, other bodies. It all blended together, dissapearing in dark waters. Nita's frame were tossed around, numerous errors appeared utill...
/// Error: Emergency shutdown \\\