Kiera stumbles to the Iodine Restaurant on the third floor, using a maxdoc and entering inside.
"He-Hello..?" Kiera speaks out into the normal seeming abandoned restaurant, clutching her bleeding shoulder and pained chest.
She looks around. A bar, empty bottles, unfinished pool games, vines on the walls and holes in the floorboard; chairs and tables scattered.
"I'm here you bastard. Why're you still hiding?!" Kiera coughs and calls out before a door in the bar opens, revealing a man with sharp Orange eyes, short brown hair, cybernetic hands which mimicks the back of his head. He stands in a regular White buisness button uo shirt and suit pants. Netwatch.
"Kiera Victoria Maya Watkins." The Netrunner announces casually as she stands before him, the scan he just preformed obviously proving that.
"I'd appreciate if you didn't look through my autobiography thanks… could you help me out?" She asks, pointing out her injuries.
"Certainly. If you would." He nods and responds in the at ease position before turning through the door.
Kiera follows shortly behind into the kitchen, following through another open, but this time hidden door in the wall by pressing a button embedded in the wall.
Inside the neon red lit room, there are over 8 screens inside, all connected to the same small sever, on various desks, with wires spanning the floor and a large one way window looking out onto the mall again.
"Nice base of operations…" Kiera comments sarcastically as the Netwatch runner sits in his large chair.
"Thanks. Although the sarcasm isn't necessary." He responds as his left wrist opens like a Trapdoor and an abundance of wires leave and connects to the computer.
"That's just creepy as shit now ain't it?" She groans as the Netwatch netrunner remains silent.
After a few moments, The Netwatch Netrunner speaks.
"Remove your jacket please." The man instructs politely.
"Uhm, excuse me?" Kiera asks, looking a little off guard and offended.
"For your Shoulder." The man says, resulting in Kiera remembering that she's still bleeding.
"Oh- right.. sorry." She nods before removing her black leather jacket, placing it nearby before sitting down and moving closer to the Netwatch runner.
The runner grabs a first aid kit of sorts and moves close to Kiera. "This is gonna burn like a motherfucker." He says bluntly before putting peroxide on a triple layered cloth and placing it on her shoulder.
"ARGH-! STOP STOP- FUCK-!" Kiera immediately struggles as the Netwatch runner cleans her wound, holding her still.
"STOP IT YOU FUCKIN' PSYCHO!" She shouts and finally punches him hard, causing the runner to takea seat back and drop the cloth.
The Runner sits idly with their eyes closed, almost accepting the pain before opening their eyes again, looking at a tearing up, panting Kiera.
"What're you tryin' to do?!" She asks angrily and pants whilst the Netwatch runner remains quiet and calm.
"Disenfecting your wound." He replies simply, nodding to her shoulder gently.
"Sure as hell ain't feel like it. It felt like I was on fucking fire! Like Salt and Ice on skin!" She argues back whilst sitting back down.
Just then; Kendrick and Jamie rush in with raised pistols to the man.
"Don't fuckin' touch her." Jamie says with squinted eyes and her finger menacingly on the trigger.
"You okay Kiera?" Kendrick asks as he looks to her with concern, more concern filling him as he sees the wound in her arm and hand.
After a few moments, Kiera finally answers.
"Y-yeah… he's just helping fix my shoulder. I screamed because if the disenfecting." Kiera answers, the Netwatch runner nodding in agreement.
"Indeed. Now lower your guns. You can't do anything with them anyways." He demands before they both lower their guns.
"Now let me stitch you up." He says, grabbing the stitches and thread, working on her wound.
"Wait… he's from Netwatch." Jamie points out and he nods quietly, Kendrick also looking intrigued.
"Yes. I assumed you were looking for me considering Kiera's loud calling of me. What is it you want?" He asks after cutting the string, Kiera's shoulder now fully treated and moving to her hand, wrapping a bandage around it.
"We're looking for a friend. Her name is Chelsea Lockheart. She was kidnapped 3 days ago and we have no idea where she is. We was hoping you'd help us." Kendrick explains as Jamie checks on Kiera.
"I see. This Ms Lockheart. Where was she last seen?" He asks, raising an eyebrow as he accesses his computers, all of which show different screens; the wires connected to the computers allowing such an ability.
"We've looked for her everywhere. We wouldn't come to you unless it was a last resort." Kendrick replies as the Netwatch runner nods.
"I understand. And she's a merc like you 3 correct?" He asks whilst typing on a floating keyboard invisible to Jamie, Kiera and Kendrick.
"Yes. Well, she's also a netrunner. Which is why we came to you. We were hoping that since you're a netrunner you could scan the net for her." Kiera answers this time as the man looks immediately unhappy with the revalation.
"A netrunner? I'm afaid I can't help you in this case. I'm tasked with eliminating Criminal Netrunners." He states, refusing help now.
"Well we was hoping we could convince you otherwise… with money… or something you want us to do. We're desperate here." Jamie states, Kiera and Jamie now also both stood up with Kendrick.
"I am not in need of money. I already work a 7 figure salary." He replies bluntly, not looking impressed.
"Okay, well anything you'd want us to do? Like Jamie said here; we're desperate. We'd do close to anything here." Kendrick replies, to which the man still looks apprehensive but seems to want to co-operate.
"Tell you what. I'll find your netrunner. However, I want data. Data from Arasaka." The netwatch runner comments, looking to Kendrick; already aware of his Corpo ties.
"I- I can't- Arasaka is almost impossible to break into, going in there is practically suicide. I-" Kendrick tries to explain before Kiera puts her bandaged hand in Kendrick's shoulder.
"We'll do it. But after. Our friend's life might be on the line; your data isn't. We'll get you your data after we rescue our friend." Kiera comprimises, causing internal debate within him.
5 seconds later, the man finally speaks again.
"Fine. We'll rescue your friend and then we'll get that data. But you need to slot this shard in. Each of you." He hands Kiera a small, circuit board with a red plastic rectangle at the end to hold.
"What is it?" Kiera asks to which the man responds "A tracker. Just incase you tey to deviate from our deal; only removable by a member of Netwatch."
After a collective silent minute, Kiera does as she's told and slots the shard kn her neck.
"The things I do for this woman.." Kiera remarks sarcastically as she slots the shard and the other 2 following suit.
"Now. Our friend?" Kiera asks as the man turns to his computer.
"I will find her. One second." He responds, typing on his invisible keyboad and the screens lighting up with nothing but binary code and hacking programmes.
"Activate search programme." He instructs his computer which somehow follows suit.
After around 5 minutes of searching, multiple traces spark around a map of Night City and he looks contemplative.
"There's no trace of a netrunner called Chelsea Lockheart in Night City. You sur she's or even here?" He asks as they all look to him grim.
"N-no- she can't be- keep looking. Please." Kiera states with fear at the so far lackluster results.
"I'll try but it's looking bleak. Either she's dead, out of the city or some sort of device is masking her presence." He replies with a sigh, continuing to search the net.
"What about the device? Can you stop it from masking her location?" Jamie asks as the man nods.
"I can but it'll have to be an EMP and it'll cause a system crash across all of pacifica. And even then she might have EMP resistant tech. Either way, it Might be hard to find her after that." He explains briefly as he runs a new programme.
"Come on Chelsea…" Kendrick mutters instinctively whilst he runs the programme.
"Okay just give me a minute. I need to sign into the power grid." He nods before signing in. After signing in, he runs a programme and monitors a map of Night City's energy signatures, giant spikes present in the Corpo plaza and other central area.
After a moment, a loud electro-magnetic pulse blasts from around the power gird and the entirity of Pacifica goes radio silent for 5 seconds before reappearing back on again.
"Damn… you don't fuck around!" Kendrick laughs as he looks outside, all of the lights turning back on again.
"Better yet, we got our signal." Jamie says, looking at the map, my signal popping up on the radar 2.5 miles east of their position.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Kiera shouts happily, immediately running out of the room.