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The job did indeed take a while. Meeting the individual and escorting him through the outskirts of the city is indeed a full workday, there were thankfully no distractions or any ambushes someone carrying as many valuables as the charity truck is usually struck with, but they are in enemy territory, and it is important to take note of that fact, Eno, Xiang Min, and Julia were pretty tense throughout the mission, the stories of ambushes that Xiang Min has heard were... quite gruesome in its details. Although both Xiang Min and Julia softened as the happy faces of children taking new clothes, eating good food, and listening to Xiang Min tell stories of the various 'adventures' she has had throughout her relatively short life more than made up for the general misery they saw while the truck drove through the city itself.

It was an overall great time, and Xiang Min was more than happy to assist anyone who has a charitable cause that can lessen the burden of citizens living in this hellhole. Hopefully, Julia felt fulfilled doing this task as well, at least she seemed happy when Xiang Min looked at her. [color=FFCE00]"Ah, I love my job, Julia. Can't you tell?"[/color] She told her, both of them currently walking through the spire, just settling down after a job well done. Eno already left for the night, so it's just the two of them for now. [color=FFCE00]"I wonder where my sister is, I know that she wants to have her bike serviced today, but I'm kinda worried about her y'know? Maybe I can have you shadow her for tomorrow's job hmm? Whaddaya think?"[/color] She teased her a little.

Just as the mood was about to lift to higher spirits, however. Xiang Min's eyes caught something at the edge of her vision. [color=FFCE00]"Wait... Julia."[/color] She outstretched her hand, preventing the mercenary from walking. [color=FFCE00]"Look... at, that."[/color]

Out of the corner of her eye. Both figures could see it, she noticed it from experience, it's a body bag, not something you would typically put in an alley somewhere. [color=FFCE00]"What?"[/color] She muttered, slowly going towards the body bag. [color=FFCE00]"I've seen this bag way too many times in my life, but bodybags are usually not left in an alley like this unless there is someone that wants to do something with the corpse..."[/color] Pulling off the zipper. The blonde woman was shocked by the dead body of the Sk8ter that died that night. [color=FFCE00]"Hey, Julia... you see this? This is the same Sk8ter that died and was on the news a while back. I thought an EMT took care of it... Why is it here?"[/color]

[color=FFCE00]"I mean... this is my theorizing, but I think the EMT crew that put the body and carted it off to a hospital might be working for someone else. Pretty easy once the paperwork's all done to put in a fake bodybag and put this stuff on an undisclosed location somewhere for someone else to pick it up."[/color] But that begs another question, just who is this person specifically? And why was he killed in the first place? Shouldn't the killer loot the equipment as well to reverse engineer them? Considering the wealth of cybernetics present throughout the person's body. Seemingly unmolested after his death. [color=FFCE00]"Hey uhh, Julia. I might want to call in an SDS EMT team right here. Cross-reference it with our citizen database and probably drop his body at his parent's door or something. It's the least we could do."[/color] She didn't mention it, but the intel gathered from the equipment lying around would probably also mean that they could decrypt Sk8ter chatter. A potentially massive bargaining chip for any future use. [color=FFCE00]"Can you guard the entrance while I make some calls right now? Thanks."[/color]