You hope so

You can’t help the heavy sigh that escapes you, and running your hand through your hair a few times it takes you awhile to make a decision. “Fuck, alright. It’s a deal so long as you’re not about to run off and retire on me.”

Dan laughs and practically leaps for joy “Yes!” He quickly shakes your hand. “pleasure doing business, and no worries there man, this jobs a dream come true.”

After you both shake on it, and with the transaction complete you gingerly reach out and stroke the Repathers instrument panel, YOUR Neural Repather.

Turning your attention from your new equipment you look over to the chop shop. Visible inside the wide loading bay door, you see Roksana has already begun washing down the new merchandise with a green hose, a putrid mix of water, garbage and blood swirling around the twitching pile of bodies and running into grates on the floor. Behind her you see T’pol and Amy already heavily sedated, each are strapped in a standing position onto a Hand Truck, with the former having a temporary bandage on her toned stomach.

A genuine smiles finds its was onto your face as you look upon the slightly macabre scene, no one’s more efficient that Roksana.

You call out to her over the sound of the running hose, “Hey Rocky!” She looks up from her work bewildered for a moment and stares you down with a heavy scowl “don’t you dare use that nickname!” You laugh, “come on, let me have my fun! I just bought you something nice!”

You watch her scowl turn to an expression of curiosity, and she turns off the hose and makes her way to the van.

If Roksana still held any annoyance over the much hated nickname, it disappears in a flash as her gaze finds the bulky machinery Dan has begun to unload from the compartment. Her eyes grow wide, and she lets out a long low whistle.

“Think you can operate this bad boy? Get it running?” She nods her head silently, and looks deep in thought for a moment “it need ah… a little polish, but i have a nice spot for it.”

Awhile later the three of you manage to unload the equipment, and with a round of goodbyes and “drive safely”s you and Roksana wave to Dan as he pulls out of the alley into the quiet streets of the city.

You start “Well then” and turn to Roksana “I’ve gotta open up, deal with customers, yadda yadda. I’ll leave to to it!” You have to bend down a little to aim a spank at Roksanas denim clad rear, and as routine, she deftly dodges without trouble. She snorts a little and grins at you in response “nice try”

You eventually make your way back through the labyrinthian basement and up to the retail floor.

Moving to the checkout counter you flip a switch currently set to “closed” into the “open” position. A few beeps and clicks resound around the store as simultaneously a large neon open sign is lit, the door unlocks, banner ads begin scrolling across the window glass, and a few sex toy vending machines prepare for operation.

With a content sigh you make your way to your office, and mentally prepare yourself for the day ahead.

Sorry for the short chapter, this one presented a weird mental obstacle for me. I hope it doesn’t show too much but it was super creatively draining for some reason. Hope to get back into writing it, as i really am passionate about this thread.