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  5. +/ Night City Stories +/ Chapter 16 – The Plan

    +/ PAST +/

    The pitter patter of rain on the megabuilding's window provides a white noise in the room. Marilyn on her 3rd smoke remains in deep contemplation as she stares out of the window. The bright neon glow of Night City cascades outward away from the window shes staring out of. The wet buildings and pavement grab ahold of the light making them shine and reflect with a glossy neon soaked finish. Several attempts to get her attention have now passed as Marilyn hears Judy's voice in her head: "The truly lost ones… set no limits for themselves… They're committed to the edge…"

    "Mare.."

    "…They're committed to the edge.."

    "Mare."

    "…They're committed to the edge.."

    "Mare!" Brian says a final time snapping Marilyn out of her thoughts. She looks over at him and nods. Brian then looks over at graves and nods his head up at him. Graves understanding the signal gets up and promptly leaves the apartment. Marilyn looks on confused before sitting up on the couch and resting her elbows on her knees..putting her hands on her forehead. The door slides closed leaving the two of them alone. Brian breaks the silence, speaking in a softened tone.

    "Do you remember when we first met?"

    "Jig Jig street." She says taking a final drag of her smoke before flicking it in the room.

    "What were you doing there that night..? I never asked."

    Marilyn pauses and shifts her weight in her seat before responding in a calm tone. "My sister… She'd been trying to get me to leave NC for a while at that point.. I guess..the deeper she got into the merc world the tighter her grip on me became." Marilyn gets up off the couch and starts pacing around the room. "Shes more like a mom to me than she ever was a sister.. Can't blame her though. Shes never seen me as someone who could become…well.. me." Brian listens on with a now look of admiration on his face. Marilyn continues.

    "She came at me with a fucking one-way to Oregon. THAT SAME NIGHT! To our AUNT'S HOUSE..That crazy bitch..she hated our mom." Marilyn pauses briefly. "Tch.. Ev knew it would'nt have worked.. Hate seeing her when shes desperate."

    "What did you say to her?.. Why not leave?" Brian asks before sitting down on the now free couch

    "I just….ran." Marilyn pauses. "And i didn't stop running…" Marilyn makes her way to the window by the couch near Brian. She gazes out into the neon cityscape with a sense of awe and mesmerization. The towering, cascading cityscape stares back at her with an intimidating and silent glow. She places her hand on the window firmly.. looking past her emerald green eyes in her reflection. "I don't know… This City… it calls to me…I feel it at the core of my being." She stares deeply in the city as the pattering of rain on the window takes over briefly. "Can you feel it Varga?" She asks in a whispered tone.

    "I do.." Brian says in a calm, relating tone as he closes his eyes.

    Marilyn takes her hand off of the glass but continues to stare at the city. She looks down before finally stepping away from the window before continuing.

    "Ended up on Jig Jig street. Talking to some.. joytoy about.. nothing. The music was too loud to hear her anyway. Bouncers had just finished cleaning up a barfight..scrapeing up glass..dragging some unconcious gonk out the front door to make way for the next batch of loud eager bar hoppers. It felt.. familiar. Warming. Like home." Marilyn continues to pace around the room. "We went outside for a smoke.. she insisted we walk down toward the storage tunnels away from the bar.. That's when they grabbed me. Scavs. I was so overwhelmed..the only thing i could do was scream." She looks over at Brian who picks up on it.

    "When i heard your scream… didn't even think about it. I just came running. I heard the fear and desperation in your voice." Brian pauses before glancing out the rain filled window. "3 shots, 3 dead scavs. .. Flatlined em all. .. 'cept one." Brian looks over at Marilyn. "Do you remember."

    "The one you were wrestling with on the ground? Yeah."

    "And what did you do Mare." Brian asks leading. Marilyn looks away, visualizing the event.

    The joytoy that lead Marilyn down into the storage tunnel entrance pulls iron and places it at the back of Brian's head. Marilyn wraps her arm around the joytoy's neck from behind and yanks back..making her misfire and send the gun flying out of her hand. It slams onto the tile and skids across the sewer grates causing a loud echo in the tunnel. The joytoy struggling to get Marilyn off of her is off balance and flailing her arms trying to turn around and face her. Marilyn moves with her momentum, never letting go of her neck causing the both of them to fall. The joytoy falls face first onto the hard tile floor of the storage tunnel with Marilyn riding her back..allowing Marilyn's grip to sink in even tighter. The Joytoy struggling to breath puts both of her hands onto Marilyn's forearm gripping it tightly while kicking and flailing her legs around. Marilyn buries her head behind the joytoy's head closing her eyes tight and squeezing as hard as she possibly can. The joytoy goes limp while Marilyn continues to squeeze as hard as possible..letting out a blood curdling scream through her teeth. The pressure Marilyn is applying causes the joytoy's body to twitch unctrollably before finally stopping lifeless. The area has long cleared of any bystanders as Brian goes to grab Marilyn, struggling to pull her off of the dead joytoy. Marilyn stumbling to gain her balance grabs ahold of Brian's jacket before looking up at him. He sees her cut up, bruised and bleeding face while holding onto her shoulders. They lock eyes before their attention is turned toward deeper into the storage tunnel. "FREEZE!! NCPD!!" 2 badges yell while running toward them in the storage tunnel. Brian grabs Marilyn and yanks her closer to his chest as he points his Nue in the direction of the badges before firing a shot that hits a climate control unit causing sparks and the fan blade to fly directly at the badges before sending several more shots their way causing them to take cover. The pair of them take off back toward the north entrance to Jig Jig street.

    Marilyn looking down and finishing the recollection looks back up at Brian. He stands up and walks toward her. She meets him in the middle. He hands her the wreath and the BD before gently placing her forehead onto his. They both look down, embracing each other in their arms in the center of the room as the rain on the window leaves behind only their silouhettes.

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