Please help me. I - I need somewhere to stay, a place to hide. Are you able to help me? Please say you can, please. I beg of you. I'm trapped. I'm terrified. I'm powerless. I'm being hunted down by my own.
The only thing I have is this bar of chocolate dairy milk with caramel. You'd help me for a caramel bar, r-right?
This is really unexpected for me. So Auxesia turned against you? I will surely help you.. for the sake of the old times. Just send me another message with details about what happened while I explain Patricia that I am going to help you. She won't like it but I am sure she accepts it in the end.
Can offer you a few places to stay at... your old safehouse on Cambridge, the apartement here on Pittsburgh or at the family mansion on Honshu. Could also hide you aboard one of the liners..
Oh and you can keep your caramel bar. Stay safe, I will try to reach you as soon as possible."
Nononono, don't tell anyone. That is the most important part. You'll get into trouble, I'll get into trouble. It'll be mess, particularly with ESRD and the LSF. Don't worry, practically no one has seen my face or heard my actual voice.
But putting the situation briefly, it goes larger beyond betrayal - it isn't the faction itself, there are some certain elements who are forcing me to return, when I desire not to. I've done my part, consider it as retirement. But, said element was a close friend to me, he knows my home, how I act, what I look like, everything about me.
I just need a lift from Planet Los Angeles, the bastard put my ship on lockdown, and he already has a tracking team planetside. All I have is about one hundred thousand credits on, some armor, my unit and my personal weapons. I can't believe I had to hide in a slum district. I think this hobo realises I don't have a penis - Urrrhhhh... Whatever, I threw him the caramel bar to distract him, should buy me some time while they squabble over it.
I want to ask you a favour about getting a lift to a specific location, but I'll tell you more in person.
"Alright, alright. Sounds complicated but you can tell me more later.
Los Angeles is alright. You choose a nice place to be trapped on. But I doubt hiding you in my Sister's mansion is useful. I will get to you as fast as I can.. your luck Patricia isn't home yet.
I guess I will take my Eagle for this. A liner isn't any close to being discrete.. Give me the coordinates where to pick you up later. We'll manage to get you out of this situation, don't worry..Sis."
Try to meet me at the northern part of the main City, Moffat, Wolf Creek. It should hopefully be busy today in the city, you know, market day. I'm making my way there right now, but it'll take about thirty minutes on feet. I don't think I'm being watched, I hope I threw them off their trail. See you in a bit. I could make haste and get there in about seven minutes, but I may give myself away. Or-or, screw it, I'll sprint when I get quarter way. Expect me in eleven.
"I am on my way now. Moffat you said? Got it, coordinates are set... from Manhattan to Los Angeles won't take too long, stay bit out of sight once you are at the market place.. and don't overdo it with running. Keep some breath left in case you really have to flee.. "
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