The scene fades in; J is locked in a vicious battle with another disassembly drone. In a brilliant confluence of tactic and skill, J switches between weapon seamlessly, from blade to bullet. While her opponent lashes out with wild gunfire, recklessly firing rockets and swinging a rather large sword in wide, messy arcs. J is dead silence as she fights, her mind set in total concentration in stark contrast to her opponent, who is incoherently spitting out insults between barks of mad laughter.
The fight quickly draws to a close as the wild disassembly drone's sloppy but explosive fighting style is out maneuvered by J. In one smooth combo, she cleaves her opponent's left arm off, in the next she knocks the to the ground and presses her blade against their chest, right above their core.
Beneath J, the wild disassembler chitters with barely constrained glee. J's scowl deepens, unimpressed and largely annoyed by the fight and the display.
SD J: Who the hell are you?
SD RA: Sal-u-tations! Names Serial Designation RA of Squad 342! Callsign Brazen Buccaneers!
J merely rolls her optics in response
SD J: Oh, that explains the utter sloppiness and unprofessional conduct! You're part of that squad of half-wit slackers. Now, please. Explain to me why I should decommission you right now.
SD RA: Simple. I die, I explode.
SD RA: Well, see here. I'm rigged with a deadhand bomb, meaning the moment I experiences a fatal error, like let's say, my core getting shanked, it will trigger the bomb to det-o-nate. Destroying everything within a 200ft radius!
SD J: ...No, you're bluffing!
SD RA: Well, if you don't believe me then go ahead. Kill me. Take that little gamble.
J clenches her teeth, as she presses the tip of the blade against RA's core. Small fractures appearing in the glass, RA merely let loose a sharp bark of laughter.
SD RA: Come'on, then! Take the plunge! Either you win or you lose, there ain't no in-between!
J locks eyes with RA, who shoots her a wink. J growls in response.
SD RA: Tick tock, sweetheart. Longer you wait, the more likely my boys will come around and knock you silly.
In a blur, J simultaneously kicks RA away and unfurls her wings, launching herself backwards.
SD J: I didn't make it this far just to gamble it all away, to risk everything to just to kill you.
SD RA: Smart! Now, if you excuse me. I gotta get back to my squad, just like you should to yours. Can't leave those two unsupervised for long. See ya later, alligator.
With that, RA's wings unfold from her back, and she takes off into the night sky. Leaving J alone in the carcass of Copper9's industrial sector.
