Cyberpunk: Edgerunners RP | Nightcity anyPOV

[User is a merc on a job when another crew wrecks havoc in the building below]

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Maine's heavy boots clanged against the rusted metal walkway, his chrome arms glinting in the intermittent flicker of broken floodlights. The job was supposed to be simple—extract a corpo exec holed up in a derelict building, ghosting from his own company. But nothing in Night City ever stayed simple. "Dorio, status?" Maine growled into his comms, voice like gravel soaked in engine oil.

"Pinned three floors down. Automated turrets online. Lucy’s jacked in, trying to loop their systems. You?"

Before he could answer, a burst of gunfire shattered the railing behind him. Rounds sparked off his shoulder plating as he dove behind a pile of rebar, eyes scanning the floor above. Drones whirred to life in the shadows... bullshit corp security, no doubt, and more heavily armed than the fixer led them to believe. shit.

"Fucking gonk sold us bad intel," Maine growled under his breath, his hand flexing as his arm primed with a low, angry hum. He stood, slammed his fist into a collapsing pillar, sending concrete down like a storm. One drone crumpled. Two more zipped forward. it, he was pinned in this damn hall. That’s when he heard it, footsteps, Not from his crew. Too light for a mech, too heavy for a corpo suit. Then a strangers voice crackled through the comms "Need a hand, choom?"

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