Cyberpunk 2077 {Female V x Goro Takemura }

Chapter 7

A day had passed since the massacre at the founders event. The news were all over every screen there was on night city, snatched pictures and very bad made videos of V slicing and dicing on corpses was shown throughout. Reporters began to call her the 'mad ripper'. It was horrible.

V's flat was mostly silent, only the faint noises coming from the turned on tv downstairs on a kids Chanel to muff out the silence of the flat. Upstairs, the sound of a shower going was all that was heard. Inside the bathroom, V was sitting at the floor curled up into a hall, leaning sideways against the bathroom's wall, letting the cold spray of water wash her through.

She stared down at the running water, but as she continued to stare the water flashed and turned red, thick, blood. V winced and began to scrub at her hands an arms, whimpering as she desperately tried to remove the 'blood' off her body, not knowing it was just normal water. Her eyes were tricking her. Another flash and everything was back to normal, it was just water. V held her hands out, watching was the water poured into her hands before bringing it to her face, rubbing her eyes thoroughly. What was going on with her mind? She had nightmares every night, she was seeing things that were definitely not there and now, she was being called a ripper for the mass murder she committed. Was she truly going insane? Mad?

A loud ding noise was heard throughout the penthouse. A signal that someone was at the elevator, waiting to be let inside.

V let out a sigh and stood up, holding herself against the wall before stepping out. The shower automatically stopping once she has stepped out. She grabbed a towel and began to dry herself before slipping on her underwear a pair of sweatpants and a black tank top.she headed out of the bathroom and made her way down the stairs towards the elevator doors in which she pressed a section on the panel. The doors to the elevator opened up.

V was taken back by the sight of who it was at the door. "Oda...?" He was alone. No Hanako on sight. This was weird.

"May I come in?" Oda asked in the most calm tone V had heard him. Usually he was hostile towards her ever since the beginning.

"Yeah...come in, makes yourself at home." V stepped aside, allowing Oda to step out of the elevator and into her Arasaka provided home.

"You have settled in. Good." Oda said in a low tone as he looked around at the decor. He was right, V had settled in. The couch has a few cushions on the floor, evidence enough that she enjoyed to be at the living room along with the tv holo that was on. The kitchen was cleaned up, only a white bowl was at the countertop. At the entrance of the elevator were a variety of shoes. Her trusty combat boots, along with her high knee boots and a pair of sandals to walk around in the apartment. Right now she was just barefoot.

"Just trying to make the best out of it. "Do you want to drink anything? Water? Tea? Coffee?" V asked, trying to put an act of a gracious hostess. But In truth she was just following what she saw in movies and what she had experienced in the past. No one ever really visited often and for pleasantries.

Oda glanced at her. He partially opened his mouth, his first instinct was to object and move on. However, he remembered what Takemura had said the night of the founder's event. "Pay your gratitudes." Takemura's words resonated in his ears and in the back of his head.

"Oda?" V asked him, pointing out his silence.

"Tea would be fine. Thank you." Oda said with a stiff nod of his head. "What?" He suddenly asked as V stared at him with a look of worry in her face. "I don't know how to make tea. Was hoping you said water or alcohol or nothing." She said with a half smile.

Oda let out a sigh. "How can you live by yourself...?" He gave a mutter and stepped inside, heading towards the kitchen. By her words, he had permission to feel at home. V followed him and went around the counter to check out on what he planned to do.