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Date: 10/19
Location: The Ironbell Cornerclub, Metal Sector
Situation: A fetch quest involving a stolen artifact and a bunch of drunk gang members? Hello, ninja here. It'll be a cakewalk. ...right?
Warnings/Rating: None so far, will update as needed!
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[Retrieve a stolen artifact from the members of Ur. The request seems oddly conventional, considering there's a war brewing, but it certainly does play towards their strengths. And the very fact that Ur is involved lends it some merit. If this particular item is really as valuable as they've been led to believe, their next step might be liquidating it in order to line their pockets with a hefty sum of juulan. And gangs with lots of money is never a good thing.]
[As evening sweeps over the hard, utilitarian angles of the Metal Sector, dulling the bright sheen of reflective metal gleaming out from tall buildings, four ninja turtles glide across the dusk by rooftop. Out of all the Sectors, Metal is probably one of their less frequented patrol routes, which is rather ironic when taking into account that it's the closest thing to modern-day New York that any of them have. The architecture reminds Leonardo more of those sci-fi shows his brothers love so much, but it's lightyears ahead of the other sectors in terms of technology. It almost feels like an entire city of its own, displaced from its timeline into Keeliai.]
[Still, the instructions they'd been given were quite detailed, and that included directions. Before long the turtles find themselves in a district with shorter buildings and less populace. The empty streets and shuttered windows say gang-controlled.]
[Looks like they're right on mark. Leonardo holds up a hand, signaling for them to come to a brief stop. He glances over his shoulder.]
Remember, we're looking for The Ironbell Cornerclub. Shouldn't be too hard to spot.