I pour out the drugs and several guns on Verank's fun murder table as rain lashes at the roof. "Wow, what's all that?" "Some fancy tools I borrowed, indefinitely." He reaches for some and I slap his hand away, "Why?" "We need these." I grab a brick of coke and bite my lip. Oh yeah. I can already smell it. I prep all the drugs into needles or straws. He sharpens his meat cleaver, "When will you find my muse!?" I groan, "I'll find you one on my way back, just sit tight." He groans, "I need it now!" I point to him, "Fine, but don't kill that one!" He grabs his head and screams. I grumble, I still need him to learn. Just a few more days. Then years. I open the factory's doors again.

Back in the Oniel district, there's the Rippers. "Is he here?" A woman lowers her cigarette and sighs. "Not here to see me?" I smile, "Uh, hi- Is he in?" She smiles, "I saw you stalking me?" I pretend to look shocked, "I-uh-" I slip past and she slaps my butt. I look back, she mouths and points to me, "Tonight. My place." I turn, then force a shocked expression at a man petting a mutilated dog, "Uh- What's up, you Digger?" The man's hand slowly turns black, "Hi." He looks like a soldier. "You're kind of like a sore thumb in here." The dog snarls as it's exposed muscles turn black and I pretend to jump. He laughs, "Puppers likes you." Puppers? Kill me. No, no- Don't chuckle, look scared, "Um, I am looking to do business." He huffs air out his nose, "I don't play with pansies. Get out." I pull out a gun and he laughs as the dog barks, "That won't kill me, man." I point it at Puppers. He gets up, "Don't you shoot my damn dog!" Let's add in a voice crack, "I'm no pansy! I'm here to deal!" He smiles, "Ok, then. If you want any deal, you're coming with us tomorrow night. We're killing every one of those rich kids." I force a stammer, "W-Where?" "The Onyx Ballroom." Shit. Damn it! If I turn him down now, he'll kill me, or release his hound. "What?! The Onyx Corporation!?" He scoffs, "You in or not, pansy?!" I nod, "What time?" "Once a truck rams in, it's rich people season." I stammer, "I meant- what time?" "Nine P.M." I nod, "I'll set my clock." I turn and grit my teeth discreetly. "You better be there! Otherwise, I'll catch you in the street!"

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I turn the corner and the girl out front pins me against the wall with water. She gets in close and her liquid arms shorten. "No one's ever stalked me before." It was recon! Get off me! "I-Uh-" She runs her finger down my chest, "It was- I dunno." Her eyes sparkle, "Thrilling." Oh shit, we got a crazy ten out of ten! Pull the brakes! Now! "I-I'm gay." She bites my lip hard, "I don't give a shit." I want to scream and kick.

She huffs and puffs on the floor as her arms turn back to normal, she laughs in a daze, "Liar." I act scared, "I-I'm sorry!" I run off and make sure I trip. I topple over and get up to keep running. Nine tomorrow. I open up a trash can and grab my earbuds.

I pet Puppers as she walks funny and looks at me. "Well?" She huffs and puffs, "First of all, Wow. Second-" I roll my eyes, "Is he playing us?!" She laughs lightly, "I felt a needle, he's using for sure. There's only one part of him that's a threat." I sigh, "Okay, get ready for this friday night." She sits on my lap, "Can you do that thing with your powers, to me, again? I'm still a little-"

Aaaand I'm taking out the earbuds. Thank me, I don't get sick from that anymore. And that lying bitch, Digger! Well, time to get a janitor's job for a day. I groan- Ugh, right! Gotta get Verank a muse. So greedy.