[Video]
[The feed captures an image of Alex, standing between several slavers of AGI and several slaves they were collecting.]
Move out of the way, asshole. We're here on legal collection orders. This is them, repaying a debt. You can check with any authority in the city, it's stamped and legitimate. They belong to AGI.
[Alex stares them down coldly, his face unreadable as he assesses the men.]
I was thinking out here and you interrupted me. I don't like being disturbed by visitors. That's the only reason I really need. [He looks back at the would-be slaves.] Get the hell out of here.
[The men point guns at him, raising the laser sights.]
Last chance. Stand aside.
[The hooded man merely stands his ground, his face impassive as they open fire. Bits of his body fly away as high-powered weapons tear into his form. Eventually, he falls on his back. The leader looks him over and walks up to him, kicking the body. He mutters some taunt, which is choked off as Alex's arm suddenly comes up, punching through his chest. His other hand pushes the dead man away as Alex rises up, his wounds healed.]
I could have said the same, for you. The rest of you can still walk away from this. I don't want to do anymore violence, unless I have to.
[The men mutter among themselves, before decided discretion is the better part of valor. They all pile into a truck and leave. Alex notices his device is on, then walks up to the camera.]
...I guess these devices are kind of faulty. Does this sort of behavior happen a lot, in this city? Hard to believe there's a place slavery is legal, in the modern day.
[OOC: Alex says hi to one of the local factions. Blue is the slavers, naturally. Red is Alex.]
Move out of the way, asshole. We're here on legal collection orders. This is them, repaying a debt. You can check with any authority in the city, it's stamped and legitimate. They belong to AGI.
[Alex stares them down coldly, his face unreadable as he assesses the men.]
I was thinking out here and you interrupted me. I don't like being disturbed by visitors. That's the only reason I really need. [He looks back at the would-be slaves.] Get the hell out of here.
[The men point guns at him, raising the laser sights.]
Last chance. Stand aside.
[The hooded man merely stands his ground, his face impassive as they open fire. Bits of his body fly away as high-powered weapons tear into his form. Eventually, he falls on his back. The leader looks him over and walks up to him, kicking the body. He mutters some taunt, which is choked off as Alex's arm suddenly comes up, punching through his chest. His other hand pushes the dead man away as Alex rises up, his wounds healed.]
I could have said the same, for you. The rest of you can still walk away from this. I don't want to do anymore violence, unless I have to.
[The men mutter among themselves, before decided discretion is the better part of valor. They all pile into a truck and leave. Alex notices his device is on, then walks up to the camera.]
...I guess these devices are kind of faulty. Does this sort of behavior happen a lot, in this city? Hard to believe there's a place slavery is legal, in the modern day.
[OOC: Alex says hi to one of the local factions. Blue is the slavers, naturally. Red is Alex.]