As the truck stopped, Jack reached for his rig, he noticed that it was in pieces. The moment the truck hit them, Jack had smashed it with his body. "Easy." his aunt told him. "You are starting to go wild like your mother when she sees some crime. It's cute at the begging, but starts getting irritating after some time... still cute." She stated calmly, then looked at his rig. "We are not going back, just so you can have fun with shopkeeper again." A female blue haired punk jumped on a mask with the submachine gun and started firing at the front window. Ratatatat! The bullets crashed against the window harmlessly. Aunt June opened the car glove box and took a rig from, then gave it to Jack. "Don't break it." She said seriously. "Taylor, we have a little problem with the traffic." She said calmly as she suddenly backed the car, throwing the woman off. "Not a problem to worry, we will meet at home. Bring food, preferably something Chinese - I have an appetite for something spicy." She reversed the car gear and started driving forward. The car jumped as she drove over the punk that a moment earlier was on the car's mask. The vehicle that hit them a moment earlier started pursuing along with two other cars and a motorcycle.
Taylor didn't believe that for a second. She knew what gunshots were. However, she didn't exacatly need her sister's premission. She was still a cop and it was easy for her to bring up her own mental access to the internet and gps by an extent, to track her sister's phone and it's gps tag to try and give her a bearing of where to go.
"How are you so calm?" Jack mutters, as he installs the new rig. Sure, corpos get involved in dirty stuff, but she shouldn't be so relaxed in a firefight, surely? She's a businesswoman, not a soldier. He looks back, seeing the new pursuers. June's reaction has taken a lot of the sting out of Jack's reaction, and he begins thinking more clearly. Jack speaks into the communication device. "I'll be fine, mum, June and I both will be. Love you." The rig finishes installing, and Jack looks more closely at his pursuers. He tries to snap a few photos of the blue haired girl, before getting to work. As June's car, the van, and the cars and motorcycles, approach an intersection, Jack looks to June. "Don't slow down!" Hacking into the traffic lights, he waits until the right moment, and turns the lights on the intersecting road from red to green. June's car dashes past, but the pursuers are intercepted by a horde of oncoming traffic, unsuspecting cars crashing into the assassins.
'Hi, Sofia,' Alexey greeted his neighbour, hoping she wouldn't notice the pistol, 'We're just heading out for a drive. Where are you going?'
As she accesses the network, she realises that her sister is travelling in a roundabout way to her home. As he speaks, the motorcycle drives next to the window and strikes window with the baseball bat. "Amateurs." Junes says with distaste. She suddenly moves her head back- Click! -as she leaned forward, Jack notices four wires sticking from the back of her neck. She clicked on the board, and suddenly a part of the board jumped forward, with a grip easily visible. "When you work in my business, you learn to work under pressure." She said. Bang! The baseball bat hit the window again, this time cracking it. "Assuming control." the onboard intelligence declared. "I love the classics." Aunt June smirked savagely, as she suddenly opened the door, hitting the biker, making him fall. In a fluid motion, she grabbed the handle sticking out of board and pulled - what appeared to be some sort of micro submachine gun. With a fluid motion she aimed at the car approaching from her side. Ratatatatat! A soft clicking of the gun could be barely heard. The series fired, shattered the side window and front tire, making the car turn, and hit the side of the building. As the traffic started, one of the cars hit the other, but the van easily smashed through the other cars. But as he did that, Jack was immediately marked by a few police netrunners, who immediately started tracing him. He managed to hack the network only because he had a surprise and he was forceful - he doubted he would be able to do that second time. June clicked tongue with distaste. "First, don't end the call with I love you. It's asking murphy. Second, don't involve civilians, it will take now effort to clean up." She said as she let go of steering wheel. The wheel moved on it's own, as she controlled the car. She grabbed the plug from the gun and connected it to the port in her wrist. Jack could swear he saw displays running over her eyes - but that was probably his imagination. "Second, don't order me around." Without turning, she moved her gun through the opened door and aimed. Rata! Ratatata! She frowned as the bullets hit the van. "Bulletproof, eh?" She frowned as she closed the door. With a click a magazine fell from the chamber, which she fluidly changed to a fresh one. The car suddenly breaked, and turned, accelerating into one of the side alleys. "Jack, how many times have I tod you. During the drive, put the seat belt on." She said as the young man could barely stay in his seat due to her wild ride. "So, sister dear. Shrimps, in hot sweat sauce or Beef in basil, double the salad and some cold drink - coca cola." She turned to Jack. "You?"
"Ah, I was with a visit to the neighbour, Mr Macalyn." If he remembered correctly, he was a handyman working in the building. "I have some problems with water, so I asked if he could drop with the visit-" as she continued to talk, Alexey realised, that the window travelled down - that meant that he and his companion would need to walk out first. There might be some problems with his neighbour noticing the gun.
June wasn't as smart as she thinks she is. If she thought Taylor would just leave it alone, she was dead wrong. She made the estimate of where Taylor would end up and began to turn a corner, realizing she could intercept the vehicle. Though she had to time this carefully. She didn't want to force her sister to stop or off track if she was in trouble. She'd need to get it just right to take a shot at the pursuers. These guys didn't care about subtlety, but she assumed that either sirens blaring and the fact the police had already showed up would make them think they either severely underestimated response time or possibly that whatever protection they had had abandoned them. Getting in a shootout with an officer would be a lot messier for them, even if they weren't trying that hard to stay quiet. She doubted she'd take any of them alive, but she readied her gun as she sped along planning to shoot out the tires of the hostile vehicle.
"S-Sweet and sour pork." Jack buckles up. "What the hell do you do for a living?" He looks behind, working on disabling the steering of the pursuing cars.
Suddenly, June turned to find alley - a blind one - drove behind the garbage and turned off the engine. Moment's later a van speed up past them. June waited for another half a minute before starting the car. She backed up, and drove in the opposite direction then the van went. "Amateurs. Never order a gang a job. They will always screw something up." She said, and Jack thought she was speaking from experience. "Me?" She turned to him. "Why, I'm a simple pencil pushover." She said with a smile, putting the submachine gun back in it's lock. The gun disappeared into the front panel. "Taylor, we have-oh." Just as she was about to speak, her sister's car stooped right in front of her.
Jack shakes his head. "Jesus. What was that about? You have people trying to kill you?" He pauses when he sees Taylor's car. @Auraicide Jack looks through the windscreen at his mother, a little stunned at what just happened.
Taylor arrived to see her sister had apparently lost them, but as June could see, Taylor’s urge to beat someone’s ass, hadn’t dissolved. She didn’t say or do anything, but gave an expectant glare as she turned to drive that they’d meet up at the house.
"Boy, in this world, if you have something, there will be someone who will want to take it from you." June said as she started driving home. Once they arrived, she entered the home, greeting her sister with a smile on her face. "Taylor! Where's our food?!" She claimed with good humour, looking at her sister expectantly.
“You. And you. Sit.” She pointed to the chairs by the kitchen table and snapped her fingers, asserting both a mother and big sister authority.
June sighted as her shoulders feel. "See what I mean - not cute at all~" She said to Jack as she sat down, looking rather bored.
Taylor folded her arms and paced, the common tactic to make suspects uncomfortable. “I’m glad you’re not hurt. That means I’m going to give you shit. I have my own problems to deal with, but this isn’t going away. This isn’t just some cute little adventure.” She glared at June. “You aren’t going to play games with me. You are going to tell me everything, EVERYTHING, and you are going to do it without complaining.”
June smirked. "See- my little sisters try to act stern, but she just gets cute with me." She says to Jack. "Like those little tactics would actually work. Spoiler alert, they didn't since we were eighteen and I caught her in the bed with some guy from our school." She said in a conspirational voice but was heard by everyone. "Tell you everything?" She turned to Taylor. "Sure! So, first, there was nothing, then a big bang! and the universe came to be. Then there were dinosaurs, but they were to fat and oily, so they died and changed into oil! Which in now controlled by oil shakes and warlords-" She continued to ramble.
"June!" Jack calls out, trying to prevent a quarrel between his mother and aunt. "C'mon, there's no need to antagonise her." Jack looks up to Taylor. "I called June to pick me up, because my bike broke down. As we were talking to you on the phone, a van and some bikes came after us, and the occupants started shooting at us. I don't know why." He pulls out his phone. "I did get a picture of one of them, though." He shows Taylor the picture he took, showing a young female punk with blue hair.
June threw her hands. "Oh, come on! You sure should know what I am talking about - those are classics!" She then turned to Taylor. "And you! What kind of mess did you started, to have people start hunting me!?" She got up and walked up to her sister, standing in front of her, bust to bust. "Now, you will tell me everything!"
