Back to Business (Moe)
Moe looked around at his new surroundings. It was definitely a good place to lay low for awhile. There were all manner of people in Serendipity. Most he would not associate with under normal conditions, but a few he would love to hear the stories from. But he was particularly interested in a few of the more unsavory characters. They would be the best chance for him to locate some “toys”. He strode towards the bar banging his head a few times against the low ceiling, and causing more that a few to spill their drinks and his pushed his way between the tables. He finally sat down at the end of the bar (well at the three spots at the end), and breathed a sigh of relief. He really needed to eat.
Out side the lone figure had made his way to the roof top of the building opposite of Serendipity. He leapt over the last rung of the fire escape and smiled as he saw his package had been undisturbed. He walked over to retrieve the long briefcase that was lying against the edge of the roof where he left it. A wicked chuckle escaped his lips as he clicked open the latches and pressed his right trigger finger against the scanner on its top. After a second a soft hum and blue light ran across his finger confirming the first security measure had been passed. A small vial that looked similar to an eye dropper with a short needle on the end popped up and he took it in his hand. As he did so the finger scanner hummed again as it spun around to reveal a small glass tube.
“I hate this part,” The stranger thought to himself, “unlimited technology and yet I still have to do this barbaric ritual just to get a gun”
He threw his hood back off his head and winced as the sunlight hit his eyes. How he hated that light. He rolled the small vial between his fingers and before he could ponder his actions, squeezed the small bulb on the end and plunged the needle into the corner of his left eye. He had done this it seemed a thousand times before but each time it still hurt like hell. He released the small bulb and the vial began to fill with a dark blue fluid. He counted to himself in his head.
“One…Two…Three!”
Then he yanked the vial from his eye. He looked down, through his right eye, at the small glass tube and squeezed the contents of the vial into it. There was another series of hums and beeps and finally the sound of a lock being released.
“Finally” He thought to himself.
He flipped the hood of his cloak back over his head and knelt down and opened the briefcase.
“Well, they have really taken care of me this time. This guy must be pretty important”
He smiled again as he looked down into the case. There before him was the parts required for field assembly of the PU-38 modulator, an awesome weapon by any standard. This was one of his favorites. The weapon fired no projectile, no energy beam, and no explosive charge. It worked simply buy tuning into the patterns produced by a living organisms central nervous system, analyzing them, and then discharging a sort of bio-pulse that sped towards the target oblivious to any obstructions, or other people. One the pulse hit the intended target it began rerouting the neural pathways to the brain, confusing the targets body to such an extent that the organs would begin to shut down and a perfectly healthy person could suddenly drop dead from “natural causes”. The best part of this weapon is that a person could fire it into a crowd and only kill the intended target.
He finished the assembly of the main weapon body and the looked back into the case. He squinted slightly as his left eye was beginning the recovery process, and surveyed the assortment of secondary weapons that was left for him. Nothing flashy, just a few old fashioned lead slingers and a nice little “hold out” laser cunningly concealed in a standard ball point pen.
“Well time to get to work” He thought
He leaned over the edge of the building and flipped the power on to the scope and peered through the crosshairs.
Out side the lone figure had made his way to the roof top of the building opposite of Serendipity. He leapt over the last rung of the fire escape and smiled as he saw his package had been undisturbed. He walked over to retrieve the long briefcase that was lying against the edge of the roof where he left it. A wicked chuckle escaped his lips as he clicked open the latches and pressed his right trigger finger against the scanner on its top. After a second a soft hum and blue light ran across his finger confirming the first security measure had been passed. A small vial that looked similar to an eye dropper with a short needle on the end popped up and he took it in his hand. As he did so the finger scanner hummed again as it spun around to reveal a small glass tube.
“I hate this part,” The stranger thought to himself, “unlimited technology and yet I still have to do this barbaric ritual just to get a gun”
He threw his hood back off his head and winced as the sunlight hit his eyes. How he hated that light. He rolled the small vial between his fingers and before he could ponder his actions, squeezed the small bulb on the end and plunged the needle into the corner of his left eye. He had done this it seemed a thousand times before but each time it still hurt like hell. He released the small bulb and the vial began to fill with a dark blue fluid. He counted to himself in his head.
“One…Two…Three!”
Then he yanked the vial from his eye. He looked down, through his right eye, at the small glass tube and squeezed the contents of the vial into it. There was another series of hums and beeps and finally the sound of a lock being released.
“Finally” He thought to himself.
He flipped the hood of his cloak back over his head and knelt down and opened the briefcase.
“Well, they have really taken care of me this time. This guy must be pretty important”
He smiled again as he looked down into the case. There before him was the parts required for field assembly of the PU-38 modulator, an awesome weapon by any standard. This was one of his favorites. The weapon fired no projectile, no energy beam, and no explosive charge. It worked simply buy tuning into the patterns produced by a living organisms central nervous system, analyzing them, and then discharging a sort of bio-pulse that sped towards the target oblivious to any obstructions, or other people. One the pulse hit the intended target it began rerouting the neural pathways to the brain, confusing the targets body to such an extent that the organs would begin to shut down and a perfectly healthy person could suddenly drop dead from “natural causes”. The best part of this weapon is that a person could fire it into a crowd and only kill the intended target.
He finished the assembly of the main weapon body and the looked back into the case. He squinted slightly as his left eye was beginning the recovery process, and surveyed the assortment of secondary weapons that was left for him. Nothing flashy, just a few old fashioned lead slingers and a nice little “hold out” laser cunningly concealed in a standard ball point pen.
“Well time to get to work” He thought
He leaned over the edge of the building and flipped the power on to the scope and peered through the crosshairs.
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