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The Client Well-dressed Citizen
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I heard the Zwei's western branch is quite skilled at rescue operations, thanks to their experience rescuing people from X Corp. excavation sites.
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The voice is at once expectant and dependent.
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The child is walking through the streets alongside the Client as he details the contract.
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The Client Well-dressed Citizen
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I understand that this is your first time up here in the north, but it's a rescue operation all the same. I have faith in you.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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… I'll try my best. As far as my abilities will allow.
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Some may find this reply casual, but the child's expression remains conflicted.
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His eyes are nervously scanning the various flyers posted all over the street.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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… I see that there are a lot of flyers around here.
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The Client Well-dressed Citizen
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Yeah, thanks to all those Syndicates that have started popping up these days. I heard that you came up here for that precise reason, Sir Knight?
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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… For a contract, yeah.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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But I'm also seeing flyers looking for missing people among bounties for eradicating Syndicates.
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The Client Well-dressed Citizen
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Many of those upstart Syndicates are small-scale operations trying to cash in on the chaos by kidnapping people for ransom.
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The Client Well-dressed Citizen
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… And one of them managed to grab my son.
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The Client Well-dressed Citizen
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Please, save my son. I promise to reward you handsomely should you succeed.
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Just as the child was about to nod affirmatively, one of the Fixers who was listening to the Client suddenly blurted out a complaint.
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??? Fixer from the South
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Are you sure we can trust him, president? This one's clearly inexperienced.
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??? Fixer from the South
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We came all the way up here from the south only to work with this… rookie?
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??? Fixer from the South
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And look at that ridiculous outfit he's wearing. We'll be more than enough to rescue your son.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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W-well, this is just how we dress in the west…
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It is unclear whether that comment was borne out of spite or ignorance.
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The child found the Fixer's antagonistic attitude confusing, but he did not walk away from the contract.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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I'll visit my Association and… submit the documents needed for the contract.
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??? Fixer from the South
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Hah.
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Instead, he put his foot down and left to seal the deal.
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Sounds of metal clashing against metal and the air-shredding sound of projectiles echo in the warehouse.
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The child had built a formation with the other Fixers to hold back the Syndicate that kidnapped the missing people.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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T-there's our target!
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The child managed to locate the rescue target, but the situation was not in his favor.
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The Syndicate was fighting tooth and nail against the Fixers; running off on his own to rescue the target would leave the other Fixers in jeopardy.
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That is why the child cannot bring himself to break formation.
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As the battle continues in its stalemate…
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??? Fixer from the South
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N-no!
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How unlucky…
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Arrows that had been intended for the Fixers were flying straight toward the child's rescue target.
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The child no longer had any reason to hesitate.
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??? Fixer from the South
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W-wait! You can't leave the vanguard—
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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… I'm sorry.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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But today, I promised my client that I would protect this child.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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And given the circumstances… I don't think I can protect you, too.
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The child bit his lips with determination and broke formation, leaping between his rescue target and the onslaught of attacks.
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Other Fixers tried to fill the child's place, but…
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… the child was the one taking most of the fire in the vanguard; his absence left a large hole in the formation.
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??? Fixer from the South
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C-crap! Hold the line!
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??? Fixer from the North
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The entire vanguard crumbles without that one guy…?!
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Without the child, it wasn't long before the line completely fell apart.
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??? Fixer from the South
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Hnngh…
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One by one, the Syndicate slaughtered the Fixers…
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P Corp. Citizen at Risk
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H-help me!
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Even as other civilians who were kidnapped called out for help,
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the child did not budge an inch from his position.
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Protection Target Terrified Child
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O-over there, people are—
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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I can't protect everyone.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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I don't have the strength or the wisdom to do it.
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Some called the Zwei greedy, selfish shields who only protect those who pay them to.
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Still, the child had already accepted that dishonorable title.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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But I made a promise… So I will bring you home safely.
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Zwei West Section 3 Sinclair
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No matter what.
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Because that dishonorable title… at least implied that these shields would defend their clients with their lives.
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The child hauled his protection target from the ground and hurriedly escaped the warehouse, leaving the desperate screams of terror behind.
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Because he had to protect those that he could. Those that he promised to protect.
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