And Night City came to life once again as the moon shined upon the Neon city.
Rich was once again driving down to lizzies as the sparkle of the NC Streets never seemed to amaze.
He had lived in this city for years, going back to 2049 he was born and raised in this city.
Night City was in his blood.
His soul, all of it belonged here.
This was his home.
And that's why he never rented or bought a house here, there was always an abandoned spot to rest ones head for the night, not like he experienced that but he always knew it was an option.
A lot has changed since he joined up with Maelstrom in 2073 with Dum Dum.
He was given a place to stay, food to eat, consistant work to gain income, a place that gave him the opportunity to get things he could call his.
His group, his allies, his subordinates, his fucking chair, his Ripping equipment.
It was a year before Brick took control.
They were in they're early 20s at the time.
17 years he had given to Maelstorm with all the crazy shit that went down.
It's amazing that he was still alive
And In his early 40s none the less, it was a fucking miracle.
That anybody were to live as long as he did in his profession, in Night City.
Yeah sure there were others, but fuck them.
They're clock is ticking, Big Rich was forever well at least that was just Him trying to be positive.
Anyways he had finally arrived at Lizzies.
It was barely 11pm on the dot and the place was packed to hell.
Couldn't even park where he parked yesterday.
He literally had to park in an abandoned Ally this time.
It seemed Ok for the most part.
But he didn't necessarily have options when it came to parking.
Anyways he eventually found himself in line and couldn't help the fact he got an absolute repeat from yesterday.
People steered clear from him and just decided that they didn't need to be here right now.
Well they never said being part of Maelstrom didn't have perks.
As he eventually found his way to the front and he was greeted again by the bouncer with black and purple hair again.
The Mox tattoo for all to see on her chest.
"Ah if it isn't Clank For Brains, Back For Round 2 or are you going to take me up on my offer and make things a little interesting"
Not even 1 minute and she's already nagging him for a fight.
This lady's brain must be rotting from the boredom.
"I just came for a drink" spoke Rich as he acknowledged her and what she said.
The Bouncer just rolled her eyes as she was ready to move out of the way so he can go inside.
"But..." Spoke Rich keeping her attention.
"Mateo told me that my drink would be on the house if I came back again" Rich continued getting a smile off the bouncers lips.
"I don't think that's good for business" spoke the Bouncer as she got a little closer to him.
"Stakes" spoke the Bouncer as she walked the left of Rich as the crowd started to make room realizing shit was about to go down.
"Where I'm from getting shit for free isnt a thing, so If I kick your ass, you pay my tab tonight"
"And if I win?"
"I'll stand at the door and do your job for you the rest of the night"
The bouncer only smiled as there was finally some excitement in the air.
She rocked a killer glare but he could see the gears in her fried brain moving as her smile remained but she was ready for the fight.
And Rich was equipped but if he were to be honest he wasnt in the mood to fight but he wanted to shut down any invitations to fight in the future from this bouncer
The crowd moved for them as both Rich and the Bouncer were circled in by the party goers. As they were about to witness a fight take place.
The Bouncer held her bat as she activated from what he could tell was a Sandevistan.
Mark type and company he was unsure about but he would be able to tell soon.
If it was a Zetatech, Militech, Qiant, Dynalar.
From that one Implant alone it told him the possibilities and mixtures of Implants she possibly had.
Bionic Lungs
Dense Marrow
Microrotors
Microvibration Generator
Synaptic Accelerater
Reflex Tuner
NeoFiber
Maneuvering System
Kerenzikov
Pain Editor
It could be a particular mixture of these pless more because he wasn't taking into consideration of what armour implants she may have.
Or any Immune system implants she may have.
"You Ready" spoke the Bouncer as she tightened the grip on her bat.
"As Ready as can be" spoke Rich as there was way too much shit he was thinking about as the possibilities of what she could throw at him.
The crowd did a count down to declare the fight as they dropped from
3
2
1
And immediately everything moved quick as she blasted off in speeds that he barely was able to keep up with.
He had to mix things up immediately as the speed she was going at and how long she was able to keep It up was telling him so much in the matter of seconds.
Dynalar Sandevistan Mk.3 is what he was able to decipher in seconds.
He was barely getting by as he had activated his
Big defense against any Sandevistan user.
Adrenaline Booster
Syn-lunge
Reflex Tuner
Nanorelays
Krenzikov
All working together in Harmony to keep him in steady pace with her but not overdoing as he was keeping each idling around 20% and under.
With all the shit in his body using too much can have it's draw backs and he didn't need a pill addiction again.
He got by simply Maneuvering and dodging her attacks.
Horizontal, Diagonal, Cross, recovery swing,
From the looks of her face she was idling her sandevistan at around 40% which means she was keeping 2 to 3 more Implants idling at around.
20%, 30%, 10%.
20%, 20%, 20%.
30%, 30%.
40%, 20%.
50%, 10%.
It can be any combination of this amount but Rich doubted she would go above 100% because that's a risk that could land her in a check up for Cyberpsychosis with Max Tech.
And this dispute didn't call for such extremes.
If he was facing a Animal or Maelstrom member he wouldn't hesitate to think they would go above a steady percentage to do everything to get the kill.
Damn it all, all he's done so far is evade, he needs to get on the offensive.
He didn't bring a melee weapon with him, all he had was his fists and he wasn't going to use his Projectile System, this was a fight with a wager not a fight to the Death.
So he watched her swings and formulated a pattern with her movements as the only way to win this fight was with his fists.
He was going to encompass Hitman Hearns and Ray Leonard and utilize the jab to knock her off her rhythm.
As he landed quick short jabs that ultimately stopped her from making such wild swings as she was now using her head.
Rich was balancing out his breathing and movement as he was going to ware her out.
This was the way to victory.
To Be Continued.