April 6th

Georgia was awake, and already on her way to DC. It never hurt to go a little bit early, going to the Smithsonian's would be a good way to spend her time.

The drive was long and boring luckily it was 2011 so Toll roads weren't as common though her car was stolen from the butcher so its not like she truly cared she blew through them all cackling like a madwoman. She still hasn't exactly gotten over the high from her retrofit.

Her upgraded radar suite could severally damage the sensitive electronics of the modern day that wasn't counting the LAWS system which felt like something out of star trek.

The first officer appeared in her rearview as she was playing crazy cab on highway 495 crossing into Massachusetts. Diverting down to Boston and a successful fake out had worked though now she was heading to Rhode Island.

"Might as well stop at New Port Creamery."

"Hey!"

The high easy was a literal blur but with all the lookouts and her sensors, she could see it pretty clearly.

"Oh? They actually called me out over the radio? Don't they have anything better to do?" Georgia asks

"Hey?"

"I mean yeah I am wearing a sketchy outfit and driving like I stole the car. But that's because I don't want to be recognized and I did steal the car." Georgia says

"..."

"... I see what you mean," Georgia says flatly.

25 mins later Georgia arrived in Newport.

The car now that it finally got a chance to slow down did not sound well. Limping into the parking lot and stalling out before it could be turned off.

"Well, I was hoping that Korean engineering would be as good in this world as the last. So far its roughly the same. My Veloster had its engine blow 3 times." Georgia says getting out of the car and walking into the restaurant.

The radio chatter was full of people trying to find the Hyundai Genesis. Georgia just sat down at one of the booths. The tv was on the news in the background Georgia however tuned it out however since News was the News. Don't trust anyone who can't give proper sources.

"That's right folks after hours of trying the hostage situation has finally ended the hostage take had run out of ammunition shortly after Armsmaster had entered the building to confront him directly… He was truly heroic in his last moments." The newscaster says somberly.

"Yeah, sure the tin man is dead. It would take more than bullets to kill him. He even bragged about being able to withstand 20mm fire last time I saw him." Georgia says to herself.

The camera swaps back to the two people in the newsroom who also look depressed.

"The PIllar or the East North East protectorate has passed away today giving his life in the line of duty.

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His death was near instant he took 3 bullets to the head since he didn't wear a full face mask leaving him vulnerable."

Georgia stares at the screen dumbfounded by the man's idiocy.

"Project Free dragon just got pushed up significantly," Georgia mutters

"Hello ma'am what could I get you?"

"Ah, can I get the big beef the creamy way and I plan to do the awful awful challenge," Georgia says not evening getting a menu.

"... Are you a regular? I don't recognize you?"

"My dad was a regular in the 80s. We had a lot of families up here and probably still do, to be honest." Georgia says

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Hannah was at home rather depressed about her promotion.

"Colin you fucking idiot." Hannah mutters turning and turning and turning on her couch trying to find that one comfortable spot. That was when A knock on her door disturbed her efforts.

"Who could that be?" Hannah mutters getting up

The door opens to show that white-haired friend of hers.

"How are you doing Hannah?" New York asks

"Not, too well."

"Well, let's go inside and talk about it then?" New York suggests.

"S-sure," Hannah says not really wanting to talk about it.

"So, Colin." New York says sitting down.

In a split second, the battleship has a sawed-off in her face.

"Are you really wanting to compare guns with me? That has got to be the world's cruelest handicap." New York says trying not to laugh.

"Who are you?" Hannah asks

"Really, you wear an American flag and you still don't have a guess with all of the insanity going on over at the docks." New York asks

"Oh my god, I have my gun in the face of a being who can just laugh and say bird shot tickles," Hannah says

"Dear, 20mm tickles." New York says

"York… Oh my god, you are New York!" Hannah says successfully managing to not shit herself.

New York grins and takes the gun out of her friend's hand.

"I am and I have to look over all of those destroyers. They are a lot like those wards of yours just a slight bit more destructive." New York says

"... I got a promotion," Hannah says

"I am not going to tell you congratulations it would be like me suddenly being promoted to flagship mid-battle I really dont want to see that." New York says

Hannah hugs her friend, crying.

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Standing out in MT hope bay

Georgia was on her 12th Awful Awful watching the police approach the New Port creamery.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5L7rE6qzfQ

"I guess, I am going to need to take the coastal way and miss the rest of the drive," Georgia says storing away the empty cup.