jaune cyberpunk edgerunners [Completed]

humanity

Lucy's captors learn about her secret mission and dark past. Jaune and his team head out to complete Faraday's job but realize that something is off.

Jaune:The cargo's rolling into town from the East. Got a whole truck to clap before it hits city limits. Haul's two and a half mill. Paid upfront. To be divied as per usual.

Falco: Holy moly. This job's a bona fide repmaker, that's for sure.

Rebecca scoffs: Well, target's a corp, ain't it? Convoy like that, think I know which one.

( groans )

Falco:Arasaka Now, I ain't trying to water down the pot. Half a mill a head is nice and all, but really think five of us is enough?

Kiwi: Security footprint on the convoy's peculiarly small.

'Saka probably posting a limited crew to cast a short shadow. Keep a low profile.

Let's strategize our revamp after today.

Rebecca: I don't know about that, chooms.

Jaune:No need to overthink this. Smash, grab, deliver. It's what we do. Easy peasy. Biz as usual.

Rebecca: "Biz as usual", my ass.

Faraday: The cyberskeleton. Do you truly believe he can manage it?

Kiwi: Well, Arasaka does, at least. After seeing his chemistry mesh so well with the Sandevistan.

It's why Winchester wanted jaune back at the Academy so badly.

To use him as a lab rat for test runs.

Faraday: And the girl shredded jaune file. She hoped Arasaka's plans for him would simply disappear.

Kiwi: That's how I see it. Praying Winchester tied up a loose end.

Faraday: Hmm. So, Maine and Dorio were mere collateral damage in her scheme.

Kiwi: Sure. In hindsight.

Faraday: So much carnage for one so petite. I wonder. How many has she killed to save this one punk?

( water splashes )

Kiwi: I dove a little deeper. Learned she was once an Arasaka operative. Corp groomed her as a kid to mine data in the Old Net.

( shutter clicks )

( sighs ) Explains her cutting through Arasaka ICE as if it were soap.

Faraday:( man laughs heartily ) Simply too perfect. She will be the cherry we drop on top.

Our guarantee Arasaka welcomes us with open arms.

This girl's a fast-lane ticket up the corporate rungs!

And it's such a shame she would've have been my grand daughter if she married my grandson but such length and risk is something I have to take into my own hands

Kiwi scoffs:Didn't see you as such a simp corpo climber.

Faraday:What are fixers if not glorified pet owners who keep their mercenary hounds well fed?

There is but one true measure of success in Night City.

One standing in the corporate world. And to keep climbing, I shall need your continued support.

Kiwi: Don't think you dangled me out there enough already?

Faraday: You make it sound as if I'm forcing you. At the moment, only I have corp immunity for the Winchester incident.