Metals & Roses | Dum Dum NSFW | Edgerunners2077 Spin-Off

Snake: 14

{Snake x Royce Snippet}

District: Little China, Watson

"Ssssson of a BITCH!" I slam my pistol down on the dashboard of the corporate vehicle a couple of goons snatched up this morning. It was PREEM AS FUCK with blacked out windows and a smooth, sleek purple exterior.

Finally get in contact with that gonk Royce and that piece of shit is acting as if the Tyger Claws dilemma wasn't a big fucking deal. All the Tygers in Watson rely on the distribution of those Beta Blockers!! That many cyber freaks bugging out with glocks all over the city could mean the end to a whole lot of fucking people, and cause a district shutdown for days, weeks even!

Royce: Meet me at the usual. 8pm

I wanted to put my fist through the tinted windshield, but I know if ruin another good pair of wheels because of my inability to retain my boiling rage my girlfriend Rei will have a shitfit. I avoid her disapproving eyes like the plague. Whatever is needed to keep her mind content and her suspicions at bay, I cater to. No questions asked, just as Wakako raised me.

Snake: Our usual supply, plus extra. For making me wait jackass. 

I send the reply. I hope he reads each word and feels the sting of it like every letter was laced with venom.

*****

District: Heywood, Vista Del Ray 8:03pm 

The Dicky Twister is a gay club near the Delamain HQ near Merchant Street and Republic Way. It was surprisingly run by the Valentinos, which is obvious from the crowd of Tinos working outside. Unfortunately, this wasn't the kind of club you could visit without certain eyes seeing you, and for a high-ranking member of the Tyger Claws such as myself, keeping my appearances discreet was of the upmost importance for The Claws and myself. 

Make no mistake. I will not enjoy any of this. No matter the sounds I make, or the lies Royce tells, I do not enjoy this arrangement. The idea of being rear ended by a cybernetic colossal dick that's drugged out with SynthCoke and Black Lace as he degrades and praises me in the same breath doesn't turn me on in the slightest.

I hate Him. 

I hate Maelstrom.

 I hate Northside.

 I hate any and everything to do with those robotic metal freaks!

The music in this corpo car was bumping some random shit on the radio. I couldn't hear it; the tune was overshadowed by the buzz of city traffic from the nearby street. The Dicky Twister's front parking lot was always crammed and overcrowded, so we made a habit of using the narrow side street near club's backside. Nothing there but an old railing and a forgotten overflowing dumpster.

8:27pm

Royce is starting to really tick me off. Days late and now he can't even show up on time to make up for the disrespect and lack of product from before. I'd put a bullet to his skull if it would solve the Tygers problems. Alas, I would need more than one bullet for that and a new supplier as well.

8:41pm

Royce's blacked out van rolls into the alley, blocking off the exit. About fucking time! I slick back my hair with my palm and adjust my shades in my rearview mirror. I hate that I'm fixing myself up for this piece of shit. I'd much rather be spending my night with Rei, or even on patrol somewhere on the streets in Watson, not getting butt fucked by Maelstrom's second in command!

"Well...." Royce sneers from his open car door. He's swaying. The bastard's been drinking. Fuck... my ass is in for a spin tonight. "Somebody's an eager ass early bird, huh?"