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It's been so long since Aurore Cassel last appeared on the channel. I apologize; I know you missed her a lot. Would you like her to appear more often?
Oh my
thank you, you will have something to listen to art top))
The animation details and music choices are beautiful, congratulations on success, you are progressing well.
I have to say I love me some redheads. I don't know if you read comic books lately but she gives off of a Rachel Summers aka Dark Phoenix ( Daughter of Jean Grey and scott Summer). She's heating things up, I'd have to cool down in the pool too.
This is one of my favorites so far choom.. I hope you all enjoy
+/ Night City Stories +/ Chapter 10 – Alley Cat
+/ PAST +/
The neon soaked cityscape of Night City glows bright on a Friday night. The loud booming music of Lizzie's Bar cascades throughout the densely packed block drowning out car horns, boomboxes, commotion and loud conversation. Tourists and night citizens walk the streets with high energy and debauchery on their minds. Everything from Rayfields to modified street racers loaded with Choo2 reflect and shine bright under the neon lights of Lizzie's parking lot. Throughout the noise and chaos of the night, a loud thumping is heard across the street..the sound of a steel baseball bat crushing bone leaves a man screaming in pain. A crowd gathered around the commotion includes suits, bar hoppers, and gangers of various outfits cheering and looking on.. some with disgust.. some with astonishment..and some with arrousal. Within the crowd, given a wide birth, stood another smaller circle.. glowing with various vibrant colors.. hot pink platform shoes, tight turqoise spandex and jewlery that glowed brighter than the sun worn by a small group of toned, voluptuous, lightly dressed, skin showing women also screaming and cheering on. Within THAT circle, a denim jean jacket with a bow-topped turquoise and pink neon glowing skull on the back of it is brought into focus. The blood soaked red bat lay beside the woman thats on top of the man beating him nearly unconcious. As it is revealed that the woman in the center is Marilyn, she grabs the corpo by his collar and pulls him in close. With blood streaming from a cut in her mouth and her eyes wide open, she yells through her blood stained teeth nearly exhausted from the beatdown, "DON'T FUCK WITH THE MOXES.." before punching him a final time leaving him in a bloody puddle lifeless on the pavement. Marilyn is assisted back to her feet by her sisters who shower her with pats and praise as they all walk away making the crowd disperse. Marilyn walks up to the joytoy that the corpo was involved with stood off to the side.. gently grabbing her face and looking her over..the young woman with her clothes torn sports cuts and bruises on her kneck, face and forearm. Marilyn pulls her in close resting the sobbing joytoy's head on her chest while consoling her.
With the joytoy in her arms, Marilyn glances past her shoulder up the sidewalk to see Brian crossing the street towards her from Lizzie's Bar. Her eyes light up and widen at the sight of him as her voice cracks and she instinctually calls out to him; "BRIAN!?" Marilyn yells surpised. "Take her." Marilyn glances over and calmly says to the other Moxes as they gently escort the joytoy back across the street toward Lizzies. She walks up to Brian and punches him in the chest stumbling him slightly. "Where the FUCK have you been Varga??" Ignoring her question, Brian grabs her beautiful face looking over her wounds and wiping the blood with his bare hand. "What the hell are you doing..?" Brian asks her in a calm voice with his eyebrows wrinkled. Marilyn stumbling over her words shouts back frantic.
"Uh? pf- what am I DO- WAITING FOR YOU! You haven't..called..you haven't been answering me! I didn't know WHERE YOU WERE! YOU LEFT M-"
Brian interrupts her outcry with a long deep kiss while still holding on to her face getting her blood on his lips and jaw. Marilyn breaks eye contact and looks down while holding both of Brian's wrists before calmly continuing.
"I don't know.. what i'm doing here.. You didn't tell me.. what to-"
"Exactly." Brian says cutting her off. "This is who you're becoming.. without me telling you what to do.. that's why you know exactly what you're doing.. and i don't.. Your path is yours to walk."
"This isn't my path.." Marilyn responds in a whispered tone while still holding onto his writsts tightly. A brief pause happens as Brian still holding onto her face looks down past her almost with guilt.
"…It is now." He says in a whispered tone barely audible over the loud sounds of Night City.
Marilyn looks up at Brian with slight distress and confusion. "Varga..i-"
"Come." Brian turns around with his arm around Marilyn pulling her in close. She rests her head on his chest as the pair of them walk up the street a few yards as Marilyn stares at her cut, bloody and bruised knuckles. "We need to talk." Brian says while pulling out a pack of smokes; He gently places one on her lips before caressing her cheek and lighting it for her. He lights one of his own as Marilyn takes a seat on the edge of a structure. Her tight, thigh high denim shorts rub against the concrete as she crosses her bare legs. She inhales deep and exhales even harder.
"Listen, me and graves got into some shit…It wasn't-"
"Why didn't you tell me?" Marilyn quickly responds in an exhausted tone.
"Too dangerous. Shit got outta hand with this Maelstrom deal.. we were with-"
"I can help you.. and you won't let me. What do you think that feels like..?" Marilyn asks in a calmed tone.
"This isn't a fuckin college course Mare.. people die."
"AND YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT!?" Marilyn yells before uncrossing her legs and turning toward Brian. "You stick me here in Watson then split without so much as a 'good luck, you got this'? Popping in and out of my life whenever you want!?" Marilyn pauses taking a drag and calming herself.. "Everything you've been teaching me.. Why? Just to.. Varga.. if something were to happen-"
Brian interrupts. "There's a wreath that I have stashed with Graves..belongs to this Maelstrom fuck head that owes us serious eds.. We know hes got the scratch.. apparently the guys been hoarding eds from his entire crew. Graves' girl Molly confirmed it for us…deep in Maelstrom turf. Thing is, this gonk never leaves the block let alone their flophouse…too busy neck deep in XBDs or high off his ass on S-Keef. Guys such a prick none of his chooms even come around him anymore."
Marilyn continuing to smoke looks over at the parking lot of Lizzies and sees her girls coming back out front. The high-polish, neon gloss on her fingernails catches the light glow of the city perfectly reflecting their vibrant color. Brian continues
"Hes looking for a custom tuning and gave his wreath to Molly for some reason.. I don't know..Guys an idiot..Thing is, my tuner skipped town a long time ago.. We need something that'll keep him occupied while something a bit more.. deliberate happens.. We're at a dead end here Mare."
The two of them share a brief pause in each other's company while smoking.
"My sister." Marilyn says in a dead tone before continuing.
"She has this good friend of hers.."
"Who? What's their name?" Brian asks with an eager tone of hope.
"Ummm.. ahh, i can't remember.. I see her staring at me alot.. uhm.. sometimes.."
Brian looks over at Marilyn with his eyebrows wrinkled and a puzzled look, she looks back awkwardly.
"Its..kinda weird. Anyway, apparently shes a wizard with all that tech stuff and does high level custom tuning all the time..Eve's always talking about how good she is."
"Is she game?"
"I don't know Varga.. I have to ask Evelyn.. You know how she can be.."
Aurore – cp2077
the quality of the images is going down or? It seems blurry
I'm still upset about what happened her