In the meantime of our travels, we have been asking every proxy we saw if they had either seen a girl by Sanna's description, or a man by Camo's description. In London we saw a girl with an operator symbol on her hoody, maybe just a tiny bit older than Alexandria, so we approached her.
Kyrylo said, "You seen a girl around here about this high," (he indicated) "quite skinny, brown hair, green eyes? Seems to be homeless? Maybe she answers to the name Sanna?"
"Depends who's asking." She put her hand in her pocket. Not so subtle. That is why I always walk around with my hands in my pockets.
Ky: "I am. You blind? I'm Kyrylo Soldatov. This girl, she would be about seventeen, a little Runner girl. Oh, and when I first met her, I carved into her left arm, so she'll have that scar there. You seen her, or what?" (It is a pretty distinctive scar, I would say – a 'K' shape, which I believe was deliberate.)
"You're a proxy? Good enough for me. I'll send word out." She started navigating her phone. "A picture or something would help."
She gave her email address and Kyrylo sent her a photo of Alexandria, must have been from when they first met. From the email, it was apparent that this proxy was called Grace.
Grace said, "Looks like you had her, how'd that go south?"
I almost cringed, because Kyrylo told the truth: "Oh, we weren't allowed to kill her 'cause of her daddy. Besides, it wasn't what I paid for."
G: "If this is something personal, it's gonna cost you. We gotta make money somehow."
This so obvious that it was not our concern; we all know there is a price tag on Alexandria. Kyrylo told her, "We want her alive."
Lyle snickered. "No, you want her alive as a plaything."
It is true that Kyrylo wanted to test out a flamethrower on Alexandria, but I like to be optimistic and think that he just wanted more information. Nonetheless, Kyrylo amended his statement to "I want her alive."
She looked at all of us, obviously wary. Good. You all should be so careful. "You three have money, and something about this stinks. You want our help, you need to do us a favour. OK?"
Ky: "All I asked you, was if you'd seen her. But you seem to want to help us find her. I take that to mean you know her?"
G: "Haven't seen her, but there's a couple of dozen proxies working for me. We can probably find her if she's in London. Besides, I get the feeling you can get us armed. Master knows we need guns out here."
Ky: "Sure. In return, you can have some guns, our muscle, plus I guess your proxies can have a go with Sanna if they want." Sometimes Runners might have access to information other proxies want, see.
She snorted, used her phone to send the word out. "They know better. We'll be in touch when we find her."
"Think you're better than us, huh? You ain't. You double cross us, and we shoot without question. Insurance aside, thank you for your co-operation, madam." He did the gang symbol, so did I.
We all walked off in our respective directions.
Now, Kyrylo is impatiently trying to get the keyboard off me and jhgrowing more agresssiev by teh secnod so I’ll have to finuhsfi h siu hjidsfb tryr uft ajo WE'RE COMING FOR CAMO AND SANKA! <3 <3 <3
