<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nCMRGb0.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Hachi</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=243890.msg12052546#msg12052546)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Context</strong></td><td>Rooftops &gt; Streets</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging</strong></td><td>Drop, Open</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Fate Points</strong></td><td>2</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Moderate Consequence (4)  </strong></td><td>---</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Major Consequence (6)</strong></td><td>---</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Krysta couldn't help but remember the first time she'd heard about the rooftops, discovered the description of a play gym for some of the best parkourists in the system.  She was hardly that, but while she was here in Little Shanghai, she was going to enjoy herself.<br/><br/>Skipping through uneven terrain, kicking off one building that wasn't quite supposed to be low enough for her to grab and pulling it off via some loose pipes, it was a lot like the thrill and uncertainty of battle, trying to just keep moving and being lost in the moment.<br/><br/>Someday she was going to try to get more into music, to try the tricks while running and jumping about, something not quite so easy in a battle.<br/><br/>Thankfully, though, not now.  For the moment, as she slipped over a ledge, she had the fortune to spot a woman she'd been looking for for a few days now.  Jumping off the ledge wasn't the most stealthy or dexterous of approaches, but by the time she looked up, Krysta had all but landed on her.<br/><br/>The two jumped into a momentary scuffle, but the pain of landing upon her legs wasn't nearly so bad as the boot-shaped gash across the target's shoulder.  She staggered back, starting to reach for her gun when Krysta grabbed her by the arm.<br/><br/>"Tara," Krysta's words held nothing but derision, one tired of being sent after the same boring task, "you know full well you're supposed to stay away from the Red Dragon Inn until the end of the year."  The nearby throng of people rapidly got out of the way, wanting absolutely nothing to do with the forming battle.<br/><br/>Tara glared at Krysta, struggling fiercely to try to get to her weapon.  Rapidly switching arms, Krysta pulled the laser pistol out of its holster and threw it across the street.  "Honestly, you're on the MRDR right now, aren't you?"  A sharp pop to the nose made her stop struggling, but Krysta kept her held up.<br/><br/>"Look, just make this easy on both of us."  Krysta's eyes almost held a degree of sorrow, but too deeply laden with disgust to easily tell.  "You know they don't want you there beating up the girls while you're all drugged up, and even if they can't afford a bouncer, they still have me on contract to beat up the people who don't leave when asked.  You know this.  I've explained it to you four times already."<br/><br/>A few well-laid punches and the aggression turned into tears, but Krysta didn't stop until Tara was unconscious.  She knew she couldn't, not if Tara was ever going to learn.<br/><br/>Krysta didn't really believe she ever liked beating people up, especially when they weren't much at fighting back.  Even so, when she got the message from Firewall, it took a bit to recognize it for what it was and let it consciously register in her mind.<br/><br/>By the time she'd walked half a block past Tara, though, another message came through, this one from Drop.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Hachi:</strong><em>Bodyguard/Phoenix.  Hello Drop.  Here are some of the best surveillance points I've found in the city so far.  I don't have a sniper rifle or visual augmentation, though, so apologies if they aren't as good as they seemed to me.</em><br/><br/><strong># Insert Parkour_Overwatch_Map #</strong><br/><hr/><br/>It wasn't much, a few good spots which had seemed really good to Hachi in the past.  A couple with an old pair of Viewers had helped her hunt down a bounty, but she didn't have a great deal of experience with observing in the shadows without taking direct action.<br/><br/>"Smiley."  The yellow smiley face burst into being at her peripheral vision, its ubiquitous grin almost adding a bit of smile to her face.  "Check if any unusual clients of mine are in town."  As the Muse got to work, Krysta looked herself over.  Blood had gotten over her clothes.  One wouldn't think that just beating on someone without even a weapon would cause that, but it did, every time.  She sighed, wondering why people had to make her life difficult.  Then again, without them, she wouldn't have a job.<br/><br/>Hopefully Susana wasn't involved.  Susana would be a beautiful and welcome sight again, but she couldn't stand the sight of blood, and Krysta didn't want to have to ditch a beloved pair of jeans and buy a brand new outfit just for this one mission.