Of course baby!

"Of course baby! I'll be right there! Message me the meeting point, I'll alert my shuttle service", you tell her. Fox blows a kiss to you and cuts the connection. Your head computer places a marker on the virtual map of the city. You tag it and forward it to your buddy/chauffeur.

"Damn Bear, you're a busy guy! But I got your cuffs right here and I'll take you there", your good-natured orc buddy responds.

"Okay Peaches, we're going for a little trip", you tell her as you get up. The former-whore meekly follows you, down the stairs, past the ogling guard-gang and to the street.

You barely have time to fondle her tits and ass before the party van curves to you. This time you don't have to carry Peaches to the back. Chrome throws you a plastic bag. Opening it, you discover the two pairs of padded handcuffs. Peaches doesn't even protest as you cuff her hands behind her back. The second pair you slip into a side pocket on your pants. Meanwhile, Chrome is certainly not sparing gas, as he drives like a madman through the Barrens - luckily there isn't much of traffic.

"Hey Chrome, I need a favour... again", you start. "Go on, I'm all ears", Chrome answers.

"Okay, so, I'm hunting this target and only Peaches here knows what she looks like. I can't risk leaving her at the house but I can't take her with me either. So here's my idea - you keep an eye on her here, in your van, and let her use your fancy electronics to monitor my cybereyes, so if I happen to run across the target, she can identify her. How does that sound?" You know you're asking a lot of him, especially since you've already used him as a courier and an errand boy.

"Weeeeeeel", Chrome starts, "I'd love to help but this is probably going to take some time, maybe couple of days even", you grunt in affirmative. "So how about you cut me a slice of your reward for this, couple of big ones, how does that sound?"

You think it over while the van barrels on. It would be fair to share and you can't think of any other way to catch Lynx-Candy-Amber.

"You got yourself a deal, my man", you decide.

"Awesome dude, just awesome! And hey, here we are", he acclaims as the van comes to a stop. The rear doors open and you slide out.

"Now be a good girl Peaches and I'll get you some actual clothes after this", you promise the whore.

"Fine. Some food would be nice", she grumbles. You nod and close the doors, then check your weapons. Both rifles are loaded, as are the underslung shotgun and grenade-launcher. You're running low on ammo, though, and will need to restock soon. Satisfied, you dial Fox, who instantly picks up.

"Finally. I spotted her going into that fucking freak show circus straight ahead of you. I'm near the melee, where your brothers are pummeling each other to bloody pulp. My copycat went into the secure area in the back. Come find me and we'll go after her", she orders, sounding pissed off. You merely grunt in confirmation and march in.

She wasn't exaggerating - it is a madhouse. On multiple elevated platforms, live bands are playing, their music adding to the cacophony of a literal horde of people milling about. Several performance groups are plying their trade, ranging from the fairly innocuous flame-baton twirling to the **** hook show that almost manages to turn your stomach. You pass a gang of bikers comparing the noise their rides can put out, making you glad that of the filters in your ears that automatically kick in. Eventually you spot the fighting pit and sure enough, two trolls are there, both bleeding and looking like they are ready to drop dead at any moment. Scanning the crowd, you spot Fox.

The dark elf has changed into a latex one-piece sleeveless body, all black, and thigh-high latex boots with stiletto heels. Latex elbow gloves round out the outfit. Her silver hair has been wrapped into two over-sized pigtails. While her outfit isn't any more outrageous than what some of the other people are wearing here, her mouth-watering curves ensure that as many eyes are on her as are on the brawlers. In fact, one pair seems to be connected to a hefty pair of balls, as a scruffy biker guy, clad in red leathers and sporting a magnificent beard, walks up to her and brazenly attempts to slap her ass. Fox is having none of that, as she deftly sidesteps his hands.

"Come on babe, we're gonna have some fun", he bellows out. A sudden spike of jealousy hits you and, without thinking it through, you pull him back by his neck and throw a bitch-slap at his face.

"Now fuck off before I crush your nuts", you threaten him and shove him to the side. For a moment, he seems to consider taking you on, as the two of you stare at each other, but he thinks better of it and slinks away, melting into the crowd.

You greet Fox with a little kiss but the dark elf throws her arms around your neck and tongue-punches your mouth. You end up making out with her furiously.

"That's better", she says, finally releasing you. You can but agree.

"Okay, so just follow my lead and look menacing. Hopefully she is still in there", Fox points at the secure area. You fall behind her as the two of you make your way through the crowd.

Your comlink beeps - it's Chrome.

"Yo Bear! Give me access to your eyes, I've set it up here so Peaches can monitor you", he explains. You follow his instructions and he confirms that the transmission is working.

Fox exchanges words with the security guys and slips them a cred-stick. They nod at her and let you pass. This area is notably quieter, with better dressed people actually enjoying drinks and having conversation. Fox isn't distracted and heads deeper, being stopped by a huge troll in a business suit. A massive pistol is on his hip and a double-bladed axe rests against the wall behind him.

"No one is allowed past here", he grunts at Fox while scanning you. You grin at him, wondering what it would be like to take him on in hand-to-hand.

"I know Wizard is here and, more importantly, he is meeting with an impostor, claiming to be me. I need to clear things up", Fox explains. The troll is having none of it though.

"Take a hike and don't think your attack dog can get you in either", he growls. Fox steps back and pulls you to the side.

"I guess we could wait out here until she comes out", she admits, "and he is right, even if we kill him, there is loads more security inside and probably out here as well", she continues.

"Or we could just say fuck it all and level this place", you argue. How many guards can this Wizard have, anyway?

"Well, I want to get my hands on that bitch but I'd prefer to not have to waste ton of money in reconstructive surgery", Fox muses, smiling at you.