Chapter 184

Chapter 184

Alright, everyone up. Slow and steady now. I called out as we were guiding the people into the Behemoth. There was an understandable hesitation in wanting to enter the massive truck.

Hey, its alright! Well be heading into Night City to drop you all off, its not like there are buses out this far yeah? Malcolm called out, reassuring everyone as he even ran up and climbed onto the back of the behemoth. Ill be in the back with you. Come on. Lets go home! He shouted and that got them moving.

I shrugged. Malcolm had done a better job than I had in getting the hostages to relax. He jumped into the back of the truck with them, to be their contact as Ichi started up the truck. I would drive my Quadra, Hiromi would drive Malcolm's car. And Rebecca?

I looked over and blanched.

That is not what I expected you to pick. I whispered to myself Rebecca had not jumped into the Archer Quartz, the little two seater that I thought she had been eyeing.

No, she had jumped into a massive Thorton Mackinaw. The same truck Panam drove, only Panam was normal sized. Rebecca looked like a kid while sitting in the drivers seat, but I couldnt deny her massive grin was rather telling.

I walked over and climbed up to see what she was up to. And I laughed as she was working on the switches and things on the dash.

Trying to figure it all out?

Its a lot! She argued, flushing a little embarrassed at her confusion.

No worries. That one is the Crystal Dome Opacity. That one is the wheel differential. That ones the scanner. I started, and each time I waited for Rebecca to play with the switches to get a feel for what it did.

That one I have no idea. Some custom option probably. I offered and of course Rebecca flipped the protector on the steering wheel and hit the switch.

The roar of two machine guns built into the front of the truck went off and absolutely destroyed an old shed next to the farm house.

We both went silent for a moment.

Ffff-AHAHAHAHAHAH! Rebecca broke into horrendous Goblin laughter as she realized her new truck had weapons.

Of course it has weapons. I mumbled, why did my Quadra not have weapons!? I should attach weapons!

This is awesome! Rebecca roared out and I couldnt help but smile at her.

I was just happy, she was happy.

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The trip back to the city wasnt too bad. We had to stop a few times for bathroom breaks for the hostages, but Malcolm had stayed with them specifically to be able to reach us in case something like that was needed.

Ichi didnt want someone peeing in his truck.

When we all reached the city we released everyone at the first bus stop, which while half were relieved we werent kidnapping them, the other half complained about us leaving them on the edge of the city and not driving them all home.

Pretentious little shits.

Luckily no one pushed past complaining and we were soon on our way. The small bits of loot we had gathered would be dropped off for Hiromi to sell, and Dakota had already taken the other vehicles we had left behind, adding a bit of eddies for the gig.

More interesting though was Rebecca.

We had given Rebecca a monster truck.

I kinda regret everything now. I mumbled, as I watched her drive off, nearly driving over another car that was driving too slow.

Rebecca was splitting off to get her car painted and registered. And then she had said she really wanted to show it off to her brother.

In the end I was pretty happy with how everything had worked out.

Dropping off the loot didnt take long and twenty minutes later we were all gathered up at Lizzies for an after gig party.

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After the party I headed home. Flopping onto my bed and passing out for the night. I woke up the next morning without much to do, so I ended up settling onto the couch and messing around with some Quick Hacks.

There was a lot that I still wanted to work on, my netrunning resources still werent complete, but the fact was, a lot of the high end stuff I wanted to do was out of reach still.

My mind often ran back to the Laughing Man, from Ghost in the Shell. The ability to in real time hack into someone and change what they were seeing.

The Major even used it to make herself invisible in a later episode, but the complexity of something like that was beyond me. If I wanted invisibility I would need to somehow hunt down some Optical Camo, which was basically impossible to find. It was a cyberware that was rarely put out on the market, as it was highly coveted. Any stealth solo wanted Optical Camo.

Imagine a thief that could go invisible. Of course they would want it.

Unfortunately I would have to take out some Arasaka ninja, or Militech hitman to get my hands on it at this rate.

So since neither option was reasonable, I was stuck doing something else.

Currently I was cleaning up another request from Yoko. Someone wanted a skeleton key to a network. Basically, they didnt have a netrunner good enough to breach into the system themselves, but they still needed to get in.

Thats where I came in. They sent the data to Yoko, and she passed it off to me, as a test.

Finally the elevator reached our floor and I dragged Hiromi along, her faint resistance no where near enough to slow me down, before I entered the apartment and finally let her go.

Then I started pacing, not even heading to the couch.

What the fuck Hiromi? I demanded, and she jerked.

Wha-I, I just wanted your song to get big!

Thats not the problem here. I told her. You know Im uncomfortable with this, I only agreed to the Red Dirt gig because I think I was ready for that. I was ready to try it, and see how it worked, but this I wasnt ready for this Hiromi. You pushed past my boundaries and you didnt even ask.

She opened her mouth to respond before closing it. I know. I didnt ask, because if I did, I knew you wouldnt be ready for it, and the opportunity would be gone. So I just Did it. I knew youd be mad But I hoped I could convince you this is a good thing. An opportunity like this was huge.

Im not mad its on the radio Hiromi, Im mad you did it behind my back! I trust you. Completely. You handle all my eddies practically, and I never second guess, or check to see if you are cheating me or something, because I dont have to. Because I trust you. I told her, and my words had their intended effect.

Hiromi flinched, her face paling a bit as I stopped pacing and just stood in front of her, glaring at her until the overconfident demeanor shifted into the real Hiromi.

I just wanted to I wanted to be your manager, and get your career started, and I wanted it. She slowly whispered out, and I nodded.

I know. Your desire to keep pushing for more is one of your cute points. I admitted, then I stepped in to wrap her in a hug.

Honestly I wasnt that mad. Not really, not about the song on the radio. My words had been the truth, I was more hurt Hiromi would do this behind my back, despite knowing I wouldnt be okay with it.

But I also knew that Hiromi wasnt perfect. She made mistakes just like I did, and she wasnt trying to be malicious.

She was just fixated on improvements, and growth, and sometimes that blinded her.

Hiromi. Youre one of the few people I trust completely. I dont, no, I wont break that over something like this, but I hope youll treat my trust with a bit more gentleness from now on. I told her, still hugging her tightly.

I will. She whispered into my neck, hugging me back tightly.

Great. Good. I nodded and stepped back. Youre my manager after all, I dont think I can find a better one, especially one that I can actually trust, so Well have to make this work.

She nodded her eyes watery, but not quite falling into tears yet.

Okay. Okay. So, my song. On the radio. I started pacing again. You said, they wanted a studio version? Ash?

Yeah, she said the live version is okay, but if you want it to really blow up, we need a studio version. Hiromi spoke softly, her voice gaining strength now that I wasnt letting what happened come between us.

Fuck. I dont know if I want to do this. I muttered still pacing.

Okay Motoko, cost benefits. The costs are, people might start knowing me. The benefits? Eddies? Hiromi will get more experience dealing with high end deals with something I dont really care that much for.

If someone tricks us and ends up with lots of eddies or something, Ill just let it go, or kill them depending on how bad it is. The benefits of my wide range of skills.

So

Okay. Lets set up an appointment for Dennys studio?

I can do that. Hiromi confirmed with a fierce look on her face, excitement filling her now that I had accepted.

I watched as her eyes flashed gold as she started making a call and I kept pacing for a while. I never expected this Rockerboy thing to get this big! I was just doing it for fun, and I mean, sure hearing my own voice on the radio had been

Well It was kinda flattering, and cool. If horrifying as well.

But was this what I wanted? Rockerboy Motoko? I considered it, Cold Blood flowing over me for a second. I wanted to think about this without a single emotion getting in the way.

I had decided to become a merc because eddies, and because it seemed to be the right path. I liked it. I enjoyed the challenge, and the growth and the killing. As fucked up as that was.

Music? I enjoyed that too. I liked it, it was a rush, and fun, and it was the only way I would be able to hear some songs that I missed.

So was I going to try it out as a career? It would take a lot of time away from Well I blinked, realizing my schedule wasnt limited by anything. I mean eventually I was planning on getting a Gemini, and with my healing, and with technology improving, I might end up living for a very very long time

I looked down at my hands. They werent shaking or moving, I didnt do that anymore thanks to the Cool Nerves perk, but even without it I dont think I would be showing any signs.

I would do this, see how it goes, let Hiromi push it as hard as she could and in exchange I would spend some time, make some music, and if it doesnt work? I just go back to killing like normal. Who cares if I succeed or fail?

The fact that it didnt matter, that I didnt need to be anxious about trying out a new career, that its success simply didnt matter?

It was kind of freeing.

Okay! I got a slot in an hour, all paid up-

Hiromi. I cut in, causing her to stall out and stare at me wide eyed as I looked at her confidently, hands on my hips. Ive decided. We arent going to play around with this. Lets hit this hard. Ill start doing songs, you start pushing it, and Ill even do some more gigs. I want to see how far this Rockerboy thing can go.

Oh my god. Hiromi whispered her eyes practically had stars in them considering how excited she looked at that moment. This is going to be the best!

I nodded. Glad I still had my best Corpo in my corner.