The article looked wonderful.
The Sewer Dragons are an interesting enough society from a purely anthropological viewpoint that the university would never pass up an opportunity to study them.
So, they send in a team of five graduate students, and (apparently) after conferring with the Sewer Dragons they t, three of them agreed--with the universitys approval--to go through the extensive procedures needed to join the group on a temporary basis.
I was really eager to read their publication and look through the initial findings, but the paper is just fuck you written over and over. The graduates discovered that the university insurance wouldnt cover their retransformation into people able to return to normal society.
Why cant I get a refund on the paper I bought?
--Excerpt from the Anthrough Journal Custor Support Forums, 2052
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Gomorrah pulled our favourite new boy toy to a washroom. Hey, hey, this is a bit fast for , he said as his back bumped into the door and shoved it open.
I followed them in, ears twitching to make sure we were alone. If there was anyone in one of the stalls, they were real quiet shitters. I pushed the door closed and pressed the heel of a boot against it.
The bathroom was a shit hole. Busted doors on the stalls, a cracked mirror against the wall. Of the three sinks, only one was free of yellow tape, and that one was currently leaking brownish sludge water into a basin already half-full of the stuff. So of the non-penis art was nice though.
Gomorrah let go of flirty boy and wiped her hand against the side of her robes. Im happy you ca up to , she said.
Uh, yeah, the idiot said.
Yes. I have questions. I doubt youll be able to answer them. Atyacus, shut off his coms.
My coms? Oh, fuck, howd you do that? He reached up, rubbing the side of his head in the way a lot of people did when their augs were on the fritz. Hey, I wasnt going to record everything, and if I had, its not like Id resell it.
Gomorrah reeled back. Thats disgusting, she said.
It is, Franny agreed over the line.
I dont get it, Raccoon added.
Thats fine, I said. Franny can explain. Gomorrah, question away.
Im not entirely sure where to start, Gomorrah said. She tilted her head to both sides, stretching her neck. When she next spoke, her voice filled the bathroom. Are you part of the Sewer Dragons?
Hey, babe, I'll be anyones dragon if they ask nice enough, he said, so of his confidence returning.
Gomorrah looked at him. A pair of flathrowers slid out from her habit over her shoulders and pointed themselves at his face. Do you work for the Sewer Dragons? she asked again.
Oh shit, what are those? he asked, two chanical fingers pointing at the flathrowers.
Flathrowers, Gomorrah said.
I wouldnt have expected to see Delilah threatening soone, Franny said.
What, and you carry that bat around as a walking stick? I asked.
Our new friend squird a bit. Like, thats hot, but Im not into whatever kink that is.
Gomorrah grabbed him by the front of his jacket and pulled him closer. You will stop ssing around and answer my questions, or youll regret it by ten.
Ten what? he asked.
One, Gomorrah said.
What?
Two. Her flathrowers burped, and two licks of fla danced on their ends.
His eyes went wide. Oh shit.
Three.
Were all Sewer Dragons, he said. Everyone here.
I shifted. Whats that an? I asked.
Explain, Gomorrah said.
Look, everyone who lives here, in the Oasis, is a dragon. All of us. I dont know what you want, babe.
I want the location of the people the Sewer Dragons have been kidnapping, Gomorrah said. And I want to find out who is responsible so I can bring them to justice.
Oh, fuck, youre a samurai. The realization had the guy trembling. Were not going to fuck, are we?
... No, we arent, Gomorrah said. Just answer my questions.
I shook my head. This is why people dont talk to each other live anymore. Its such a bitch to get answers.
Oh man, right, so the Sewer Dragons: were an anarcho communist commune. We dont really have leaders, you know. Just a lot of free-thinking people, doing our own things, and sharing based on what we need.
Does sharing include kidnapping people off the streets? Gomorrah asked.
I dont know anything about that! he said, both hands raised in surrender.
Atyacus, check his location data, cross-reference it with the kidnapping locations, Gomorrah said. We all waited for a mont, then Gomorrah nodded. You might be telling the truth. So, if so of you were taking people, where would you take them, and what would you do with them?
Hey, hey, I dont know, he said.
Gomorrahs flathrowers shifted, the flas on the end growing brighter and longer. Are you certain about that?
Oh, shit. Uh. Look, Im sure theres so folk that know all of that. But Im not one of them. Ive been doing nothing but robbing vending machines and trying to get ass for the past two weeks.
... Seriously? Gomorrah asked. She paused. Oh, wow. Atyacus confirms it. Thats... kind of disgusting, actually.
Hey, babe, I have needs, he said.
I sighed. This idiot doesnt seem to know anything. Lets rip any maps he has. I dont think well be getting much more out of him.
Done. If you want, I can chart out the most likely location where youll find a large group of people within the sewer system based on the little map data I do have.
I nodded. Thanks, Myalis. Send it to Gom and the others; it might be useful.
Gomorrah didnt seem quite done with her new friend. A few last questions, she said. You say theres no one in charge, but there has to be so sort of hierarchy. And how do the Sewer Dragons operate? You cant be this much of a black box.
Hey, hey, its real simple, he said, then he started to gestured, hands coming around as if moving a little ball though the air. Everyone that joins the commune has skills. Even if its just manual stuff. If soone brings soone new in, or soone joins up, theyre brought to Doc Hack, and he fixes you up.
Fixes how? I asked.
Gomorrah repeated the question to our pal who gestured to himself. Make it so that you can live down here. You need filters over your air intake; that ans replacing so of your throat. You cant have legs in the sewers, not for long. And you need so other things, augs that let you know what the airs like.
That explained so of his extensive modifications. Id seen a few aug-junkies before, idiots that went really deep into cybernetics. Usually they wanted high-tech stuff, not the rust-chic aesthetic the Sewer Dragons Id seen had going for them.
So, you get fixed up, then you get a nook to live in. Nicer ones have better air, are further from the ins than the outs.
The whats? Gomorrah asked.
Intake or outtake tunnels, he explained. Once youre set up, you do your part. Thats it. We keep each other safe, sorta. Theres no police down here, no bossmans, no leaders. We have community halls and ga nights.
Cute, Gomorrah said. We have the sa at the convent, but without the hideous self-mutilation and kidnapping. She growled. Where does your money co from? You cant live off of nothing.
I dunno. We take care of the sewers, keep it running. Without us, people will have to shit in buckets and fling it out the windows.
Thats it? Gomorrah asked.
He nodded. Yeah. Been a right nightmare this last week too. Ive been, uh, not around for added work shifts because of other preoccupations, but lately everyones working a lot more.
How many of you are there? Gomorrah asked.
We dont exactly have a census, he said. But, uh, maybe twenty k? Thirty maybe? Less now; a lot of us died last week. Lost, like, a whole housing area to the xenos and a bunch of good folk besides when the aliens dipped into the sewers.
Are there any left? Antithesis, I an?
So other samurai ca in, gave the sewers a look, said it was fine. Havent heard of any, but weve been on high alert for that shit for a few days.
There are a lot less of them around, Raccoon said. Usually theres a lot of Sewer Dragons near the Oasis, and today it looked a bit empty.
I unjamd my foot from the edge of the door. Anything else you want to ask Casanova here?
No, Im done, Gomorrah said. She let go of the boy and backed off, then she pointed a finger right at him. Stay here. I dont need you running into the crossfire.
Yes, maam! he said. His eyes widened as I opened the door for Gomorrah and followed her out.
Didnt learn much, Franny said.
I saw Gomorrahs shoulders tensing up. We did learn so things. Mostly that were not fighting anything organized.
What do you think is happening? Kidnapping people to feed pet aliens? More bodies for so corporation or another?
Nah, Raccoon said. When a corp wants bodies, they just put a bounty out.
Thats disturbing, Gomorrah muttered. As for the antithesis, it would be significantly cheaper to feed one with just about any other biomass. Buying a tonne of potatoes is easier than kidnapping a tonnes worth of people.
Well then, I said. Im stumped.
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