>>3204774
>>But embarrassing you is half the fun.

>>3204774
>>But embarrassing you is half the fun.

I'm assuming that we are not that much of a dick to use our Time Stop for cheating.

>>3204774
>But embarrassing you is half the fun.

>>3204774
>>Of course.

>>3204774
>If they're your buds, they can't be that uptight.

>>3204774
>>But embarrassing you is half the fun.
>> Isn’t that right HK?

>>3204790
.....eh, depends how big the pot is?

cause Lewis needs a new pair of shoes.

>>3204774
>But embarrassing you is half the fun.

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>>3204774
"But embarrassing you is half the fun, Hank!" You cackle. "Isn't that right, HK?"

"Based on your previous interactions, this appears to be the case." HK nods.

"Jeez, even the tin can's on your side, huh?" Hank groans. "Just don't be an ass, okay?"

"Got it." You nod.

"All right, we're pretty much there."

Hank's sedan rolls to a stop, and you finally take the chance to take in your surroundings. You were in a rather suburban area on the outskirts of Raccoon City proper. Here, the area was dominated by high rise office buildings and apartment blocks, the streets instead being lined with more modest single family homes with lawns and backyards and everything. All in all, it looked pretty quaint.

The house Hank stopped in front of didn't look all that different from the others, besides the fact that there were a number of other cars crowding the street in front of it. A sure sign of a gathering of some type.

"This is Officer Burton's place of residence, isn't it?" HK asks.

"How did you-?" Hank blinks.

"I cross referenced my GPS location with his legally listed residential address." HK explains simply.

"Oh, right. Why did I even bother asking." Hank sighs.

You suppress a laugh as the front door of the house swings open, revealing Barry, now wearing simple civilian clothes. You do note, though, his personal hand cannon was still visibly holstered on his belt.

"Hank! You made it!" He says happily. "Lewis, HK, welcome!"

"Heh, hope you got that pot nice and big for me to win it!" Hank laughs. "C'mon, kid, or we're gonna lock you out!"

You follow Hank inside the house, HK following close behind.

"So, Lewis, you want anything to drink?" Hank asks. "We got plenty of beers, unless you're in the mood for something stronger?"

>I get the feeling I'm gonna be Hanks designated driver tonight.
>I'm fine with beers.
>I could go for something stronger.
>Other

>>3204866
>>I'm fine with beers.

>>3204866
>>I'm fine with beers.

>>3204866
>I'm fine with beers.

>>3204866
>I'm fine with beers.

I'm sure HK will be the perfect designated driver.

>>3204866
>>I could go for something stronger.

>>3204866
>I'm fine with beers.

>>3204866
>I'm fine with beers.

>>3204866
>I'm fine with beers.

So should we get some relationship advice from these guys?

>>3204866
>>I'm fine with beers.
>For now.

Save the strong stuff when we are winning.

>>3204946
I wouldn't really bet on it if they start asking for details on the 'special lady'. Like if she has a nice butt, what her hair is like, etc.

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>>3204866
"I'm fine with beers." You nod.

"Then grab whichever one you like and let's go!" Barry nods.

You glance to where he's pointing, and you could see one of those old fashioned ice coolers, filled to the brim with ice and glass bottles. Not favoring any particular brand, you pick one out at random and pry the cap off.

"How about you?" Barry asks HK. "Um, do you T-Dolls drink anything?"

"It's not strictly necessary to function normally, but I appreciate the hospitality." HK bows her head. "Alcohol is compatible with my biofuel conversion equipment, though."

"...I'll take that as a yes." Barry says as she holds out a fresh beer bottle to her."

"Thank you." HK nods as she accepts the bottle, but doesn't open it yet.

"Come on, Kid! You're holding us all up here!" Hank whines from the other room.

"yeah yeah, I'm coming..."

You follow Hank's voice into the next room and are immediately hit with the stench of smoke and alcohol. In front of you, you can see a large, round table. Hank is already seated there, and you could immediately see four other men at the table as well. They were all in civilian clothes, but you could immediately tell from their physical conditions and the way they carried themselves that they were all cops.

The holstered firearms casually hanging off the backs of their chairs, but still within easy reach, also tipped you off a bit.

"Hey, so you finally bring the new kid around!" One of the older mustached officers grins. "Afraid he was going to embarrass you?"

"He ain't a cop, simple as that." Hank grunts. "Only brought him here because Barry asked so nicely."

"Of course! He seems like a good kid!" Barry laughs as he pats you on the shoulder. "Lewis, this are some of my buddies from the department. Chris, Kevin, Marvin, and Enrico. I think you should know at least some of 'em, I figure."

>Nope, don't know any of them.
>Pretty sure I got arrested by a couple of you.
>Hank's mentioned them, yeah.
>Other

>>3204992
>>Pretty sure I got arrested by a couple of you.

>>3204992
>>Pretty sure I got arrested by a couple of you.

>>3204992
>Hank's mentioned them, yeah.

>>3204992
>>Pretty sure I got arrested by a couple of you.

>>3204976
Could always tell it straight and say it's Lucina, and watch how they react.

>>3204992
>Pretty sure I got arrested by a couple of you.

>>3204992
>Hank's mentioned them, yeah.

>>3204992
>>Pretty sure I got arrested by a couple of you.

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>>3204992
"Well, I'm pretty sure I got arrested by a couple of you at some point." You joke rather weakly.

"Guilty as charged." One of the cops, Kevin, grins with amusement.

"Never saw you in person, but I've handled your paperwork." Marvin sighs. "You've definitely got a knack for raising all sorts of hell, that's for sure."

"You seem pretty friendly with the Cap- I mean- the Chief, too." Chris grunts, his arms crossed. You definitely recognize him as part of STARS.

"Why do think he's still running around a free man?" Enrico rolls his eyes. "But enough about him, what's with the T-Doll?"

"I was invited by Officer Burton." HK politely explains. "I am here mostly to observe. Please don't think anything of my presence."

"Ah, we can't have that." Marvin leans forward, his hand grasping a deck of cards. "We know your kind can shoot, but can you play?"

"I personally have not played any card-based games, though I do have the requisite software to run simulations." HK answers and then looks to you, unsure of what to do.

>Let HK play. They asked for it.
>Doesn't exactly seem fair to the others.
>Other

>>3205097
>>Let HK play. They asked for it.

>>3205097
>Let HK play. They asked for it.

Don't worry, she doesn't know about Card Counting.....yet.

>>3205097
>>Let HK play. They asked for it.

>>3205097
>Doesn't exactly seem fair to the others.

>>3205097
>Let HK play. They asked for it.
>>

>>3205097
>>Let HK play. They asked for it.
>>Time for us to win some extra cash.

>>3205097
>Let HK play. They asked for it.

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>>3205097
"Go ahead, HK, they asked for it." You shrug. "Their funeral."

"Affirmative." HK nods as she takes one of the empty seats. Marvin starts dealing out the cards, giving each players two.

"Okay, Kid, we normally play Texas hold 'em." Hank explains to you as he takes a pull from his bottle. "So it's simple enough. Basically there's five cards in the middle we call can see and you get two you keep to yourself. Person with the best combo wins."

"Yeah, yeah, I've seen it before." You assure him.

Meanwhile, HK basically empties the bottle in one shot and then glance at the cards in her hand, her eyes glowing as they do so.

"All right, since you're the new kid, we'll give you the honor of setting up the opening bet." Marvin says after he finishes dealing.

Despite the gesture looking to be politeness, you knew that the cops were using it as an opportunity to gain an insight on your character. That's how these things usually, went, right? At this beginning stage, with so much uncertainty, everything came down to your starting hand. You glance down at it.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3205161
C'mon new pair of shoes.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>3205161

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3205161

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>>3205161
You have to fight the urge to grin when you look at your hand. Pocket queens. That's a really strong starting hand, regardless of how the community cards are laid out.

You glance at the others. None of them betray any emotion as they look at their own cards. They were already seasoned veterans at this game.

HK... well... she was naturally wasn't very emotive in the first place so that was an unintentional benefit for her.

You could start off with a big bet. You had a high chance of winning this, and you could potentially scare off or bluff a few other players. But that would definitely give away the fact that you had a strong hand.

Or you could bet small and try to string them along for more.

>Bet big
>Bet small
>Other

>>3205191
>Bet small

>>3205191
>Bet small

>>3205191
>Bet small

>>3205191
>>Bet big

>>3205191
>>Bet big

>>3205191
>Bet small

>>3205191
>>Bet small

>>3205191
>Bet small

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>>3205191
You put in a relatively small bet throwing in a few chips at the center of the table.

There's no visible reaction from the others, but they all quickly and easily match your rather modest bet. Looks like nobody chickened out.

"So, Lewis." Enrico speaks up again as Marvin continues to slowly deal out the community cards. "Chris and Barry mentioned that they saw you at that big Umbrella party at the Spencer Mansion a few days back."

"That's right." You nod.

"Just a bit curious, but how did a local hunter get an invite to a party like that? There's a lot of celebrities and politicians who'd straight up murder just to be in the same zip code as that place." Enrico asks.

You glance at the others. Hank was focusing on his cards, and Marvin was focusing on dealing, so they weren't too invested in the conversation. Likewise, Kevin looked to be passing the time by downing another beer. Barry and Chris seemed to be paying keen attention, though.

>Guess doing a favor for one of their big shots goes a long way.
>Guess I'm just that popular a guy.
>Corporate stuff. I wouldn't even begin to know.
>Other

>>3205261
>>Guess doing a favor for one of their big shots goes a long way.

>>3205261
>Guess doing a favor for one of their big shots goes a long way.

>>3205261
>Corporate stuff. I wouldn't even begin to know.

>>3205261
>Corporate stuff. I wouldn't even begin to know.

>>3205261
>>Guess doing a favor for one of their big shots goes a long way.

>>3205261
>Guess doing a favor for one of their big shots goes a long way.

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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>3205261
...

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>>3205312
"Well, I guess doing a favor for one of their big shots goes a long way." You shrug.

It wasn't a lie, but you weren't about to give too many details about what Wesker had you do in the snowy hell that was Antarctica. You still had a keen distrust of revealing key details to cops, after all.

"Isn't that always how it is." Marvin notes as he deals out the last community card. "All right, next bet."

You take a look at the five cards laid out in front of you. They looked to be completely random. No obvious chances for a straight, and the only face card was a jack. By your measure, the only way someone could beat your pocket queens was have a bigger pocket pair, or have two diamond cards to make a flush.

Again, nobody was giving away their moves, and you didn't know any of them well enough to discern their tells. Well, except for Hank, but he was full serious mode right now, not giving you an inch, either.

All the while, HK sits quietly observing the cards.

>Bet big. Time to separate the men from the boys.
>Bet small. There's still a chance someone could beat you.
>Other

>>3205322
>>Bet big. Time to separate the men from the boys.

>>3205322
>Bet big. Time to separate the men from the boys.

>>3205322
>Bet big. Time to separate the men from the boys.

>>3205322
>Bet big. Time to separate the men from the boys.

>>3205322
>>Bet big. Time to separate the men from the boys.

Time to put on our best game face.

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Rolled 4, 19, 10, 20, 6 = 59 (5d20)

>>3205322
...

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Rolled 15, 11, 19, 17 = 62 (4d20)

>>3205353
You give a confident grin as you push several stack of chips to the center of the table. Immediately there's a loud groan from Kevin as he sets his cards down, signifying him pulling out. Chris and Marvin quickly follow suit, though in a much more calm fashion.

However, it looks like the older veterans, Barry and Enrico, were still in it, either bluffing or having good hands of their own as they match your bet. Hank does as well. HK finally ends the round by putting forward her matching bet as well.

"All right, show 'em!" Barry says happily as he sets his cards down faceup.

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3205361

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3205361

Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3205361

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3205361
Time for some fireworks.

>>3205361
>"All right, show 'em!"
Wait, we went straight from pre-flop to river?

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>>3205378
For the benefit of everyone's sanity, I'm reaaaaally streamlining how fast this goes.

>>3205361
Right away, you could see that you and Hank tied each other with pocket queens each. Marvin and Enrico had strong pairs going as well, but just weren't good enough to overcome yours.

Aaaaaaaaand, HK beats all of you with a flush as she calmly sets down a two and six of diamonds.

"I believe this makes me the winner." HK says.

"Beginner's luck." Enrico grumbles.

"On the contrary." HK shakes her head. "I simply tracked all of the possible outcomes based on the cards drawn and calculated the odds of encountering favorable win conditions."

"I mean, we all knew she was a robot, and they're kinda good at this stuff." Hank chides. "So it's kinda your fault."

"We can still do a second round.' Enrico grunts. "Marvin, set it up."

"Got it." Marvin chuckles at Enrico's frustration as he gathers up the cards and starts to reshuffle.

"Have to admit, though, HK here's far more personable than Star." Barry laughs. "Guess not all T-Dolls are built equal, huh?"

"I'd rather you not compare me to ST-AR." HK says coolly.

"Oh, looks like she does have a weak spot." Enrico leans forward in interest. "You know, the RCPD's planning on expanding its T-Doll contingent and are running trials of existing models. Sounds like a good opportunity to show off-"

"Enrico, quit trying to cause trouble." Marvin sigh.

"What? It's not like it's classified or anything!" Enrico insists.

>Sounds interesting.
>I don't want HK getting caught up in something like that.
>Tell me more about this T-Doll contingent.
>Other

>>3205391
>I don't want HK getting caught up in something like that.

>>3205391
>>Sounds interesting.

>>3205391
>Tell me more about this T-Doll contingent.

>>3205391
>>Tell me more about this T-Doll contingent.

>>3205391
>>Tell me more about this T-Doll contingent.

>>3205391
>>I don't want HK getting caught up in something like that.

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>>3205391
"A T-Doll contingent?" You blink as Marvin starts dealing out the next hand to everyone. "What's that about."

"Just the department coming up with ways to replace cops." Enrico grunts. "Don't have to pay salaries and benefits to robots, you know?"

"They're supposed to be support units, not a complete replacement." Marvin chastises Enrico. "The Chief has made this clear multiple times."

"For now." Enrico grumbles. "And rumors are that Barry's spot is going to be filled by a T-Doll."

"Ha, you're just salty because you're getting on in years." Kevin laughs.

"Keep up that attitude, and you'll flunk out of your fourth try at the STARS exam." Enrico retorts. "If they even hold another one."

"Um..." You frown at the exchange.

"Ah, don't worry about Enrico, he gets a little grouchy when he has a bit of drink in him." Barry pats you on the shoulder. "Always going on about doom and gloom."

"But don't you already have ST-AR?" HK asks.

"Yeah, well, she's technically the Chief's personal unit, and there's only one of her. She only goes where the Chief goes. Having at least one T-Doll in STARS would be a big boon, in my opinion." Barry shrugs.

>Even if it's replacing you?
>That does sound like a benefit.
>Other

>>3205426
>>That does sound like a benefit.

>>3205426
>>Even if it's replacing you?

>>3205426
>Even if it's replacing you?

>>3205426
>Even if it's replacing you?

>>3205426
>>That does sound like a benefit.

Lewis should also have to consider what he'll be doing in the future should a Doll replace him.

>>3205426
>>That does sound like a benefit.

>>3205444
I'm thinking Freelance Magical Boy that's also a fashion icon.

>>3205426
>>That does sound like a benefit.

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>>3205426
"Even if it's replacing you?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Well, someone's gonna be replacing me either way, so no point getting caught up on exactly who!" Barry points out.

"And why are you so concerned about it? Not like you were ever cop." Hank rolls his eyes as he takes another swig of his beer.

"Yeah, well..." You pause and shake your head. "Nevermind."

"All right, let's have the lucky beginner start us off." Marvin cuts in. "HK, show us what you've got."

HK nods. As she glances at her chips to count them, you take a peek at your cards...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3205473

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3205473

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>3205473

>>3205478
>>3205481
>>3205484
I hope we can pull off a good front.

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>>3205473
You have to fight from openly grimacing, as your hand was not particularly good. A six of hearts and nine of spades. Two cards that weren't even remotely related to each other. Just freaking great.

"Here is my bet." HK says simply as she pushes quite the large stack of chips to the center. What was barely a quarter of her total chips was a little over half what you had right now.

Considering you knew that HK wasn't particularly good at deception, you had the distinct feeling that she wouldn't be betting so strongly if she didn't have a strong hand. And she wasn't the type to be put off by bluffs, at least not in the traditional sense. Maybe it could throw off her internal calculations a bit...

>Call
>Fold
>Other

>>3205516
>>Fold

>>3205516
>>Call

>>3205516
>Fold

While it's possible to get a straight, it's not likely and a weak hand on top of that.

>>3205516
>Fold

>>3205516
>>Fold

>>3205516
>Fold

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>>3205516
You just shake your head and fold, dropping your cards onto the table. If you had even a slightly better hand, maybe you would've held out, but there was a difference between bluffing and being foolish.

"I fold." Sigh as you try to drown your disappointment with beer.

"Me too." Chris follows suit.

The others continue the round as Marvin sets down the community cards, but you're not really paying much attention to this this time around.

"So." Chris speaks up, eyeing you warily. "Seems like you've been spending a lot of time with the Chief lately."

"Well yeah, I'm her favorite interrogation suspect." You shrug.

"No, it's a bit more than that." Chris narrows his eyes. "Don't think that we haven't noticed you partnering up with her, or ending up in the same places she does a whole lot of times. What's your angle here?"

Leave it to a cop to be suspicious of everything.

>No comment.
>Believe it or not, we're actually friends.
>We're totally dating.
>Other

>>3205580
>>Believe it or not, we're actually friends.

>>3205580
>>Believe it or not, we're actually friends.
from waaaaay back then.

>>3205580
>Believe it or not, we're actually childhood friends.

>>3205580
>>Believe it or not, we're actually friends.
Childhood Friends, or Childhood Rivals to be more precise.

>>3205580
>Believe it or not, we're actually friends.

>>3205580
>Believe it or not, we're actually friends.

Don't need to add more to her plate.

>>3205595
Alternatively,

>We like getting cuffed by her

>>3205611

>implying that she also doesn't have a fetish for cuffing Lewis

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>>3205580
"Believe it or not, we're actually friends." You say. "Uh, childhood friends. Or rivals, to be more precise."

"Ha!' Barry claps his hands together while the others groan.

"Oh, don't tell me you guys got a betting pool on this?" Hank sighs.

"Of course we do, and I'M the winner!" Barry laughs smugly as the other officers reluctantly fork over various amounts of cash. "Can't wait to let the rest of the department know!"

"Consider it our donation to your retirement fund, old man." Kevin quips.

"Hey!" Barry scowls.

"Well, it makes a whole lotta sense now." Marvin nods. "And if you're a friend of the Chief, you're a friend of ours. Even if your record isn't exactly spotless!"

"I'll be the first to bust your ass if you step out of line." Chris adds.

"Gee, thanks GI Joe." You retort, which earns an amused snort from both Hank and Kevin.

You get the feeling that the mood has lightened up enough that maybe you could get these guys to talk about more... sensitive topics.

>Ask them if there's any... "problems" they need taken care of.
>Ask how Lucina's been doing as the new Chief.
>Ask if they've got any inside info on Umbrella.
>Other

>>3205618
>Ask how Lucina's been doing as the new Chief.

>>3205618
>Ask how Lucina's been doing as the new Chief.

>>3205618
>>Ask if they've got any inside info on Umbrella.

>>3205618
>>Ask how Lucina's been doing as the new Chief.

>>3205618
>>Ask them if there's any... "problems" they need taken care of.

>>3205618
>Ask how Lucina's been doing as the new Chief.

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>>3205618
"So, how's Lucina doing as the new Chief?" You ask. "Everything you dreamed of? Everything just tumbling down?"

"Eh, as long as the paychecks keep coming, I honestly don't care who's the chief." Kevin shrugs.

"I appreciate what she's doing for the department." Marvin nods. "She's certainly far more trustworthy than Wesker ever was."

"Hey, Wesker's one of us, you know." Barry cautions. "It's thanks to him STARS even exists."

"WAS one of us." Enrico mutters. "I don't know what happened to him, but he's an Umbrella bootlicker now. Should've just joined the company outright rather than going through that farce as chief."

"Yeah, I'm glad I got out before all that crap." Hank adds. "And yeah Lucina seems like a real stand up girl. It's great that she's in charge now, even if she's broken more of my bones than I care to imagine!"

"It's tough, though." Chris sighs. "Looks like she hasn't been getting a lot of rest. Can't tell if it's from stress or if she's overworking herself."

"Knowing Lucy, it's definitely both." Barry notes.

Hey now, this was news to you. Lucina was exhausting herself over her work? She seemed fine whenever you met her...

"Straight. 5 to 9." HK says simply as she lays down her winning cards.

"Guess we shouldn't dare T-Dolls to play games of chance." Enrico sighs.

"Gee, ya just figured that out?" Kevin throws his arms up in the air.

"Did... did I do something wrong?" HK asks curiously.

>Have HK keep the winnings. Teach those guys a lesson.
>Have HK return the winnings. Earn a bit of goodwill from the others.
>Other

>>3205648
>Have HK return the winnings. Earn a bit of goodwill from the others.

>>3205648
>Have HK keep the winnings. Teach those guys a lesson.

Maybe she can get herself a gift?

>>3205648
>Have HK keep the winnings
Y’all waltzed into that one.

>>3205648
>>Have HK keep the winnings. Teach those guys a lesson.

>>3205648
>Have HK keep the winnings. Teach those guys a lesson.

>>3205648
>Other
Suggest HK keep some of the winnings. Small enough to be gracious, but large enough to rib them.

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>>3205648
"You won all that fair and square, HK. Don't let these guys pressure you into giving any of it back." You tell her.

"Understood." HK nods and keeps her won chips close.

"Shame on you guys for ganging up on the poor girl." Hank tuts. "Besides, we all still got plenty of chips to keep going!"

"I must remind you that we are still due to report in for work tomorrow." HK points out. "The Boss will be unhappy if we were to be late or not present."

"Aaaaah, we can call it a sick day." Hank responds as he finishes off his seventh... eight beer? "Don't tell me you're gonna take off, are you, Kid? We can clear the rest of these suckers out in no time!"

>You'd rather not risk pissing off the Boss.
>Eh, what's the harm in sticking around a bit longer?
>Other

>>3205690
>>You'd rather not risk pissing off the Boss.

>>3205690
>You'd rather not risk pissing off the Boss.
HK will give us out if we try to call in sick

>>3205690
>>Eh, what's the harm in sticking around a bit longer?

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>>3205690
"Nah, I'd rather not risk pissing off the Boss." You shake your head as you stand up. "But thanks for inviting me. Would be great if we can do something like this again."

"Hah, sure thing!" Barry winks. "Maybe next time we can invite Jill and Rebecca over, too!"

"Barry." Chris grunts.

"Just kidding! I'm just kidding!" Barry quickly backtracks.

"I will be your escort to ensure you reach home safely." HK says as she takes your hand. "Come along now."

You have to try and ignore the snickers of Barry's cop buddies as HK leads you away, but a combination of fatigue and drunkenness prevents you from resisting.

Well, it wasn't so bad having HK dote on you, even if it was in her own odd way...

>And that's it for tonight! We'll continue the thread on Saturday, so don't miss it!

>>3205729
Thanks for the thread OP!

>>3205729
That's cute of HK.

>>3205611
>>3205617
Is Lewis more of a tits or an ass man?

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>>3206264
well he considers Lucina so it has to be Ass

>>3206411
>pic

Oh God, what are the odds that Lewis and Lucina's kids travel back in time to see them in the present day due to time magic?

>>3206439
Loki: Lewis! You've gotta come back with me!
Lewis: Where?
Loki: Back to the future!
Lewis: Whoa, wait a minute, what are you doing Loki?
Loki: I need fuel. Quick. Go ahead, quick. Get in the car!
Lewis: No, no, no, no, no, no, Loki. I just got here, Lucina just got here, we're gonna take the new truck for a spin.
Loki: Well, bring her along. This concerns her too.
Lewis: Whoa, wait a minute, Loki. What are you talking about? What happens to us in the future? What, do we become assholes or something?
Loki: No, no, no, no, no, Lewis. Both you and Lucina turn out fine. It's your kids, Lewis. Something gotta be done about your kids!

>>3206479
Whatever the kids are capable of probably pales in comparison to the lewd shit their parents are up to which may or may not involve Time Stopping, or Hand Cuffs

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>>3205729
"Good morning, Lewis!" The Boss chimes happily as you report in for work the next day. "A lot of new requests today! I hope you're ready!"

"Yes, let's see how you try to get me killed this time." You sigh.

"A statistical impossibility as long as I am present." HK states simply.

"Hmph. Hank hasn't reported in... again." The Boss grumbles as she glances at Hank's empty desk. "Honestly, what's he up to, this time?"

Your biosensor detects the killing intent radiating from the Boss, and you're suddenly very glad that you decided to turn in early last night.

"You have any idea where that lazy bastard slunk off to?" The Boss turns her annoyed yet murderous gaze to you.

>Uh, I have no idea.
>Maybe he just had a little too much to drink again.
>He was playing poker with his police buddies.
>Other

>>3207734
>>Uh, I have no idea.

>>3207734
>Maybe he just had a little too much to drink again.

>>3207734
>>Uh, I have no idea.
Bros don't rat out bros.

>>3207734
>>Uh, I have no idea.

>>3207734
>Uh, I have no idea.

>>3207734
>>Maybe he just had a little too much to drink again.

>>3205729
Can we flirt with Jill and Rebecca?

>>3206567
That's assuming they have magical or invader powers to begin with.

>>3207734
>>Uh, I have no idea.

>>3207820
We could, I just don't expect Lewis being able to move freely after Lucina hog ties him, or have his nuts mounted on a wall.

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>>3207734
"Uh, I have no idea." You shrug innocently.

"Ugh." The Boss sighs. "Fine, I guess I'll go send G to look after him. YOU, on the other hand..."

The Boss then hands you a large, thick folder.

"Job offerings for today. Give it a look through and pick what interests you." The Boss says as she spins around and heads back to her office. "Let me know what you decide!"

You crack open the folder to see what's in store for you...

FIELD CONSULTING: The RCPD is conducting field tests of T-Dolls for possible adoption into the force. They are requesting the presence of anybody with experience working with T-Dolls to consult.

BIG GAME HUNT: A "nature" preserve specializing in stocking bioengineered animals for hunters has been reporting mysterious deaths of their animals. A rogue BOW is suspected as the culprit.

MEAT BOY: An request has come in to sabotage operations at an artificial meat farm, whose suspected of performing illegal operations and manufacturing substandard product.

>FIELD CONSULTING
>BIG GAME HUNT
>MEAT BOY

>>3207958
>>BIG GAME HUNT

>>3207958
>>BIG GAME HUNT

Time to test out our new rifle.

>>3207958
>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3207958
>>BIG GAME HUNT

>>3207958
>BIG GAME HUNT

>>3207958
>>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3207958
>>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3207958
>>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3207958
>MEAT BOY

Don't suppose we can get some of our special abilities some practice?

>>3207958
>>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3207958
>>BIG GAME HUNT

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>>3207958
Aaaaaand, we don't have a consensus, so we'll have to do a runoff vote!

>FIELD CONSULTING
>BIG GAME HUNT

>>3208074
>>BIG GAME HUNT

>>3208074
>>BIG GAME HUNT

>>3208074
>>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3208074
>BIG GAME HUNT

>>3208074
>BIG GAME HUNT

>>3208074
FIELD CONSULTING

Not in it for Lucina, I’m interested in HK’s hot take and maybe getting another one?

>>3208074
>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3208074
>>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3208074
>>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3208074
>FIELD CONSULTING

>>3208074
>FIELD CONSULTING

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>>3208074
"Hmmm, I could go for a more chill mission this time around." You nod. "Consulting sounds kinda nice for once."

"Observing other T-Dolls?" HK asks, narrowing her eyes. "What models?"

"Briefing doesn't say." You shrug, wondering why HK was so interested.

>Of course. For the RCPD, obviously.
>Sounds like you're jealous~.
>Other

>>3208200
>>Sounds like you're jealous~.

>>3208200
>>Sounds like you're jealous~.

>>3208200
>>Sounds like you're jealous~.

Hell, we could also try to pick up some special rewards for this job. I'm hoping we get a Samurai Edge or some signature handgun for Lewis.

>>3208200
>Sounds like you're jealous~.

>>3208200
>Sounds like you're jealous~.

>>3208200
>Sounds like you're jealous~.

>>3208200
>>Of course. For the RCPD, obviously.

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>>3208200
...

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>>3208282
"Sounds like you're jealous~." You say in a teasing tone. "Afraid that another T-Doll will sweep me away?"

HK merely remains silent and completely stoic.

"...my primary directive is simply to protect you." She responds quietly.

You're not sure why, but you could swear she sounded a bit... somber.

Well, anyways, you still had a lot to take care of today...

>Go talk to the Boss about the job.
>Talk to Nemo about HK's recent behavior.
>See Artya about the new biomod.
>Other

>>3208309
>>See Artya about the new biomod.

>>3208309
>See Artya about the new biomod.

>>3208309
>>See Artya about the new biomod.

Time to see what Vahlen got for us.

>>3208309
>>See Artya about the new biomod.
Head pats may be needed for HK as well.

>>3208309
>See Artya about the new biomod.

>>3208309
>Reassure HK that she's been doing a great job at that. You couldn't ask for a better partner.

>>3208309
>>See Artya about the new biomod.
>Headpat the HK.

We won't get sewpt away unless its someone like Springfield. OOF.

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>>3208309
"Come on, HK, I was just kidding." You laugh as you pat the T-Doll on the head. "You really should learn how to take a joke."

"Affirmative." HK nods, still looking a bit uncertain.

"Anyways, let's head down to Artya's place." You continue. "See if she's perfected Vahlen's biomod."

HK merely nods and follows you down to Artya's disposal facility. There, you could see that she's wearing her gas mask and heavy biohazard gear again, doing... whatever she does down here. Hearing your approach, Artya turns and waves at your presence before raising her tablet.

HEY THERE, IDIOT. APOLOGIZED TO LUCINA YET?

"Yes, I have." You sigh.

GOOD. SO I GUESS YOU'RE HERE FOR THE BIOMOD?

"Right again." You nod.

ALL RIGHT, JUST SIT DOWN.

Artya points to an examination chair and you sit down, hoping that it didn't have any built in restraints or not. On the other end of the lab, you could see Artya carefully pulling out a syringe.

THIS IS SOME PRETTY SERIOUS STUFF. MILITARY GRADE.

"Well, that's what Vahlen promised." You nod.

LOOKS LIKE IT'S SPECIALIZED FOR...

>Defense
>Offense
>Support
>Other

>>3208389
>>Offense
Time to round ourselves out since we already have armour and sensors.

>>3208389
>Offense

>>3208389
>Offense

>>3208389
>Offense

>>3208389
>Offense

>>3208389
>>Offense

>>3208389
>>Defense

>>3208389
>Mobility

I don't know how, just come up with something.

>>3208417
Grappling Whip Arm?

>>3208309
>See Artya about the new biomod.

>>3208389
>>Defense

>>3208389
>>Offense

>>3208389
>>Support

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>>3208389
...OFFENSE

Artya quickly taps away at her tablet and then shows you the screen again.

I CAN TUNE IT TO GIVE YOU A DIFFERENT EFFECT, SO PICK WHAT YOU WANT.

You squint at the screen in order to get a better look at the possible choices.

BONESWORD: Allows the user to project a pair of organic swords from their forearms, allowing for devastating close range attacks against all but the most heavily protected enemies.

SPINE PROJECTOR: Aerodynamic, armor piercing spines are stored in the forearm and fired out of the wrist at high speeds Maximum of three shots before the spines have to be regenerated.

ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER: The thickening of the user's muscles vastly increases physical strength by several orders of magnitude.

ACID SPIT: A special gland stored in the throat that allows the user to spit venomous acid at opponents at a medium range.

>BONESWORD
>SPINE PROJECTOR
>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER
>ACID SPIT
>Other

>>3208491
>>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER

>>3208491
>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER

>>3208491
>SPINE PROJECTOR

>>3208491
>>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER

>>3208491
>>BONESWORD

>>3208491
>BONESWORD

>>3208491
>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER

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>>3208491
>>3208491
>>BONESWORD

Either one we pick, it'll probably be all crystalline or something

>>3208491
>>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER

>>3208491
>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER

>>3208491
>>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER

>>3208491
>>ULTRA-DENSE MUSCLE FIBER

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>>3208491
"Heh, I always did want to get a bit of muscle." You grin.

HA HA.

Artya simply shakes her head as she inserts the biomod vial into one of her many machines and it spins around, changing color as it does so.

YOU KNOW THE DRILL. JUST STAND STILL AND TAKE THE SHOT.

Artya then picks up the vial, inserts it into an injection gun, and presses it to your arm.

"Is this... safe?" HK wonders.

LIKE VISITING THE DENTIST.

"Too bad I hate dentists." You grumble.

HUSH.

And with a little puff, the injection gun fires off and you feel a rush of heat in your veins...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>3208640

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>3208640
Let's hope Lucina doesn't mind a more muscular Lewis.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3208640

>>3208645
>>3208646
Oh shit, we got JACKED

>>3208645
>>3208646
Dear God....we're GORGEOUS!!!

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>>3208645
>>3208646

So... are the muscles dense enough that they now harden in response to physical trauma?

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>>3208640
...and the world goes dark and grey again.

"My my, well this is rather interesting." Loki purrs, now perched upon Artya's shoulder. His void black eyes glint in the monochrome unlight. "It seems this biomod has elicited a reaction from your... magical nature."

"What's that supposed to mean?" You grunt as the burning sensation continues to course throughout your body.

"What I'm saying is that some of your magical abilities are combining with this biomod to make something... new." Loki chuckles. "Like I said, quite the interesting development.

"Well, what's going to happen, then?" You wonder, unable to move in this frozen state of the world.

"Well, it seems like this little enhancement is starting to fuse with your..."

>CRYSTAL SKIN
>TIMESTOP

>>3208680
>CRYSTAL SKIN

We Rhino/Atlas now.

>>3208680
>>TIMESTOP

MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA!!!

>>3208680
>>CRYSTAL SKIN

>>3208680
>>TIMESTOP
While crystal skin is appropriate to combine defense and strength, timestop could let Lewis move with hyper-speed as well.

>>3208680
>TIMESTOP

>>3208680
>>TIMESTOP

>>3208680
>>TIMESTOP

>>3208680

>CRYSTAL SKIN
I feel this makes more sense than time stop.

I'm assuming that Lewis and Lucina are strong enough to actually Princess Carry each other at this point.

>>3208680
>>CRYSTAL SKIN

>>3208680
>CRYSTAL SKIN

>>3208680
>TIMESTOP

>>3208680
I was thinkin that time=space. So do we get telekenisis or somethin huehuehue?

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>>3208680
The fire continues to rage throughout your body and suddenly there's a flash of light, and your mind reaches a new level of clarity.

STASIS: By applying the principles of TIMESTOP inwardly towards the body itself, the user can actively freeze the state of their body. Essentially, this means they can temporarily ignore what would otherwise be debilitating or fatal damage and act normally as long as the effect remains. Do keep in mind that this ability does not actually prevent damage, merely ignore its effects for a short period.

"Interesting." Loki chuckles. "I will be happy to see how this will affect your future endeavors."

Loki's tail then flicks from side to side as he leaps off Artya's shoulder and starts pacing away.

"Until next time, Lewis."

>Let Loki leave.
>You want to talk.
>Other

>>3208779
>>Let Loki leave.

>>3208779
>You want to talk.

"How much have you been manipulating behind the scenes?"

>>3208779
>>You want to talk.

>>3208779
>>Let Loki leave.

>>3208779
>You want to talk.

>>3208779
>Let Loki leave.

>>3208779
>You want to talk.

>>3208779
>>You want to talk.

>>3208789
>inb4 everything important in Lewis' life has been Loki's machinations

>>3208779
>>Let Loki leave.

>>3208779
>You want to talk.

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>>3208779
"Hey, wait a second!" You call out. "Can we talk a bit more?"

"Oh?" Loki pauses. "That would depend on what exactly you want to talk about."

>What the hell are you?
>What's my Mom hiding?
>What's your play in all of this?
>Other

>>3208883
>>What's your play in all of this?

>>3208883
>What's your play in all of this?

>>3208883
>What's your play in all of this?

>>3208883
>>What's my Mom hiding?

>>3208883
>>What's your play in all of this?

"If you use my family or descendants...."

>>3208883
>>What's your play in all of this?

>>3208883
>What the hell are you?

>>3208883
>What the hell are you?

>>3208883
>>What's your play in all of this?

>>3208883
>>What's your play in all of this?

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>>3208883
"What's your play in all of this?" You frown, narrowing your eyes at the illusory cat. "There's no way you're doing all this without a reason."

"Ah, trying to be the curious one now, eh?" Loki chuckles softly. "You can say that I'm, well, invested in the outcome of this little story, don't you think?"

Now you were starting to get the feeling you now knew why Mom didn't like cats.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3208993

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>>3208993

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3208993
"If you dare involve Lucina..."

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3208993

>>3209006
Shit, we need to explain Loki to Lucy when she learns the truth anout our families.

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>>3208993
"Quit messing around." You scowl. "What exactly are you getting out of all of this?"

"Ah, well, if you TRULY want to know... it's for my own amusement." Loki giggles.

"What?!" You gasp. Was that really it?

"It's quite dull being in this state, unable to be seen or to affect the world around you." Loki tuts, pacing around on the floor. "So I'll take any stimulation I can, and like your mother, you've proved to be rather interesting."

"Interesting..." You mumble.

"Anyways, I've spent long enough keep you here, so off we go! Ta ta!"

Before you have the chance to do anything else, color rushes back into the world and you blink, everything moving again as normal.

THERE WE GO.

Artya puts the injection gun away.

LOOKS LIKE THERE AREN'T ANY COMPLICATIONS. WANNA TRY IT OUT?

Hm, well, you do feel a bit lighter all of a sudden...

>Test out your new strength.
>Maybe later, you've still got business to take care of.
>Other

>>3209048
>Test out your new strength.