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>You shove Indigo away and wrap your arms around your breasts
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>Indigo stumbles backward
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>"H-hey! I am not done with you!"
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>The dopamine injection wasn't much, but it's making it surprisingly hard to think
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>You feel so... giddy
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>Your chest heaves with heavy breaths
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>You can definitely feel your erect nipples rubbing against your forearm
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>Thankfully, you're not damp in the panties or anything yet
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>But it definitely feels *hot* down there
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>You let out a girlish giggle
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>Maybe this was a bad idea...
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>The drone's gun barrel lets out a grinding noise as a burst of bullets bounce off the reinforced concrete around your feet
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>It sounds like an TX-13M magnetic gun, and it's *definitely* not loaded with the usual nonlethal rounds
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>Everything around you slows down as the adrenaline kicks in on top of the dopamine
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>You really should be running away
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>You're getting shot at by an angry cop Gilda who could probably kill you and just say you were "resisting arrest"
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>You also see Indigo charging at you in the periphery, her fingernail-talons fully extended in both hands
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>A police drone AND a razorgirl
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>It's definitely time to run the fuck away
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>...But that won't be awesome at all, right?
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(Action check: FAILED)
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>Your legs dig into the ground below with explosive force as you charge forward
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>Your combat loafers' soles get hot under the crushing impact of your strides
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>Your arms move in a blur
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>You let go of your breasts, exposing them to the cool air
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>The buttonless fringes of your blouse flutters behind you as you pick up even more speed
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>You grasp the top of your shock katana's scabbard with one hand, and grip the hilt with the other
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>You have to keep moving to dodge the bullets
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>But you can't outrun a razorgirl sleeve...
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>You'll have to neutralize her first
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>You shift your bodyweight to the side and arc your trajectory towards the incoming Indigo
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>You see her eyes shift to your exposed breasts in slow-mo
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>Her eyes widen slowly as her mouth forms a big dumb "ohh~" face
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>Ugh...
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>If she wasn't so blatant about it, you wouldn't have had any qualms about getting steamy with her
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>You pull on your shock katana and unsheath the silvery blade in a wide arc, sweeping at Indigo's throat
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>Your form, the timing of the sweep, the angle....
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>It's all perfect
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>Of course, you're Rainbow Dash after all!
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>You giggle like a girl again
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>You need to do something about that dopamine gland implant...
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>The tip of the blade comes within inches from cleaving Indigo's throat
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>Suddenly, Indigo stops moving in slow motion
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>She ducks under your blade in real time even as you're swiping at the empty air in slow motion
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>Fuck!
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>She's fast!
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>Your eyes nearly can't turn fast enough as Indigo closes into you
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>She closes her fingers shut like she's about to perform a karate chop
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>Her fingernail-talons are lined up perfectly into five parallel shivs
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>You feel a jolt of pain as she stabs at your thigh (-1)
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"Ack!"
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>You return to reality as you take a painful dive onto the pavement
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>The momentum sends you rolling several more yards as a trail of bullet impacts follow you
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>You roll back onto your feet and shuffle behind a concrete safety barrier dividing the walkway and the zipping megalane
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>Thankfully, the lane you're sitting in is closed for maintenance
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"F-fuck..."
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>You grit your teeth as you feel the damage
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>You see blood soaking into the blue-and-white striped thigh-high
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>The stab wasn't deep, but it's enough to hamper your running speed
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>You feel the concrete barrier behind you being chipped away by another burst
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>You squeeze your eyes shut and focus, using a series of trigger-thoughts to start the painkiller injectors
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>More drugs
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>You feel giddy, hazy, horny, and kinda loopy too
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>"Hey girlie, surprised somebody's faster than you, huh?"
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"N-no, idiot! I'm just out of shape, that's all"
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>"Suuure, come on out nice and slow and Indie is gonna make you feel *real* good~"
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>"[STOP FLIRTING WITH THE UNLICENSED SLUT, INDIGO]"
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>You sigh as your eyes flutter
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"L-like hell I am! Y-you come to me first"
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>You raise your knees to your chest, trying to keep the wound slightly elevated
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>Thankfully, the autocars are moving too fast to see a rainbow-haired girl flashing her striped panties to the traffic sitting with her knees propped up
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>You roll up the fringes of your blouse and tie it up like a bikini top, finally covering your exposed breasts
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>If you didn't look like a Halloween skank already, you totally do now
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>Your getup looks like some sexy parody of a zombie schoolgirl uniform, your tummy exposed and bloodstains down one leg
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>All you need is pigtails to complete the look, just like one of those TriX commercials featuring its founder's sexualized body "riding" a miniaturized rocket
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>You retch at the thought
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>You hear another burst from the drone, but you don't feel any impacts behind you
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>Huh?
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>You slowly raise your head above the barrier to take a look
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>Indigo is darting around like a hedgehog, jumping impossibly high to take swipes at the drone
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>The Drone weaves around in the air, dodging the razorgirl's attacks and shooting short bursts whenever she's midair and her trajectory is at least predictable
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>Even then, Indigo twists and twirls in flight, letting bullets wheeze near her but never striking her
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>"[FUCK YOU! ALL THOSE TIMES I STAYED FAITHFUL TO YOU, NEVER KISSING ANYBODY, AND YOU JUST CAMP HERE ALL DAY WHILE I'M AT WORK GROPING WANNABE WHORES]"
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>"Ohh, no kisses huh? But it was nothing personal when you held their hand and scissored them like there's no tomorrow?"
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>"[IT WAS ALL CONSENSUAL, UNLIKE YOUR SLUTTY FLINGS]"
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>"You never had MY consent!"
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"What the hell..."
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>You make a promise to yourself never to get wrapped in an "open relationship" like that
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>You let out an involuntary moan
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>The cocktail of drugs are making your knees feel weak
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>You feel tingly everywhere...
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>Your hand drift below the hem of your skirt
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>You arch your back as you trace circles around the bottom of your slightly damp panties
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>No!
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>Not now!
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>You slap yourself trying to regain focus
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>What now?
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Gear:
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Custom Shock Katana (primary)
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M1 Spec Ops Wakizashi
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TX-9 Compact Rifle (0 ammo)
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Items:
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[none]
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Actions:
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>Slip away on foot while they're busy doing... whatever the hell this is [Easy (90%)]
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>Summon a getaway cab and escape while taking "care" of yourself in private [Medium (70%)]
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>Attack Indigo while she's busy [OUCH (30%)]
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>write-in
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