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That one's got a way with words, I'll give 'em that.
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Sweet talkin' miserable blokes while wearin' those bizarre gears in their head…
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How could anyone be convinced to willingly turn themselves into some meat-gear monster?
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Meat Gears, Thought Gears, loads of wankers with gears shoved into their heads, all just to become… smarter or something, is it?
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What a load of shite… I mean, I just can't believe how anyone could think that their lot in life is to be a piece of gear in someone else's noggin.
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Eh… I don't suppose it's any of my business. Let's get back to work.
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What was it that Hong Lu said? That it's a rare, lucrative opportunity? Yeah, this'll be good for us.
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… Ah, this rifle.
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I thought bossman was some madman when he decided to purchase these firearms.
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I didn't even have a steady income then, and we were 'scouted' to the team like stray animals gettin' taken in by some charity Office after getting exploited to hell by other no-name Offices left and right.
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Not that I don't deserve to be here. I was always confident in my abilities.
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But still, that suggestion that we should use those expensive guns all of a sudden was so out of the blue that I couldn't help but think It was some shady shite.
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I thought 'oh, this must be one of them scams where they buy me this expensive but broken gun and ask me to pay for its repairs and whatnot.' When I was just gettin' ready to smash the Office to bits, trying to get a single straight word outta the bossman…
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… he showed me an entire box, the size of my head, filled to the brim with ammunition.
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Didn't think the truth would be so simple, that the bossman's just a loaded man. Well, I suppose he did threaten us with no pay if we ever pointlessly wasted our bullets. A month of no pay for every shot missed, was it?
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And I thought, thinkin' logically here, that it'd be smarter to get me a sniper rifle so there's less chance of me wasting bullets.
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I'm still quite fond of flippin' out, smashing everything to bits with no concern for what comes next, but… I think this fits me just as well. Maybe.
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I guess there's a satisfyin' side to this, especially when I'm about to blast sods like 'em I'd rather not talk to.
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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… Ready, Heathcliff?
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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… Ready.
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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Once the worshippers are in sight, make sure your gun is loaded and wait for my signal.
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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Looks like I'll be hurtin' our wallets a tad more than usual today. Is that right with you?
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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Ohh~ Breaking out the Atelier Logic High Velocity Pulverization round, are we?
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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Yeah. Those gears in their heads… regular rounds'll just bounce right off 'em. Better to grind 'em down and pulverise 'em.
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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Hmm… that's true.
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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I'll be deducting your pay if you ever use more than a single round against the same enemy, though~
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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Shut it, mate. You'd be grumblin' all the same even if I were using the cheapest ammunition on the market.
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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You know how expensive these bullets are~ Atelier Logic Ammunition is pretty expensive, even for me.
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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Haah… understood.
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Push the tactical sight forward, and the chamber reveals itself below.
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I remove the topmost bullet from there and carefully replace it with a silver-plated, beautifully engraved bullet.
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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… Special round loaded. Ready to fire.
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Beep, beep.
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I hear two bleeps of the comms opening and closing instead of a worded reply.
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That's the code for "roger that". He must be in their earshot. That's very close.
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Then… I should get ready.
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Beeeeeep—
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The magnetic rail makes a funny noise as it begins to charge.
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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Goin' for the bullseye…
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Gunpowder detonates, adding even more power to the bullet blasting forth from the barrel. I feel the recoil ram my shoulder backward.
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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Haah…
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A sniper rifle that uses two different propellants in tandem? Now that's somethin' you don't see every day, even in most Workshops.
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Of course, S-class Workshops can probably produce all kinds of fantastical items that'll easily trump somethin' like this, but… I'm sure I can count the number of S-class Workshops with my one hand. Doubt there's more than three, tops.
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And their stuff's gotta be exceedingly expensive too, even for the bossman.
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So, excluding those outliers, this gun's gotta be the best—
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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W-what the hell?
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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Heathcliff? You missed…?
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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No, what in the…? They've got to have some kinda foresight or something, dodgin' my bullet like that!
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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Well, I guess there are surprises around every corner in the City~
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It's beyond me how this bloke can remain so bloody calm and flippant even in situations like these.
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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Aw, fuck this. Relocating! This nest's compromised!
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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Gotcha~ Looks like we'll have to do 'the thing'!
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Full-Stop Office Heathcliff
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… I'll leave it to you, Hong Lu!
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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Okay, I've got this~
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Bossman covers me whenever I'm on the move.
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And whenever they've got 'im cornered, I identify the weak links and blast 'em with my sniper rifle.
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We've done this together more than a dozen times; there's no muckin' up our teamwork.
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… Well, unless the enemy is clearly out of our league.
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But I can see that carefree grin of his all the way from here. … Looks like we're going to be okay.
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Full-Stop Office Hong Lu
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Oh, by the way! I'm deducting your pay for this month because you failed to kill them with a single shot, just like I promised!
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… Saying stupid shite like that when they've got an advantage over us… he really is a piece of work.
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