The current cards in your arsenal are FIREBALL, FLEE, IDENTIFY, BURST, and DANCE.
An interesting set... You tuck your MAGIC DECK into your inner jacket pocket and your HUNTING KNIFE into your other pocket.
For a moment, you assess your surroundings before heading back downstairs, keeping a careful eye for anyone that might be lurking. Or any secret objects that may be hidden away.
As you descend there's not much to catch the eye. The building remains a large, looming, seemingly empty thing. Its emptiness draws your mind to thoughts of what it could have been. Maybe it was a cannery or textile place at one point of its history. You wouldn't know, with how gutted it is.
And thanks to you, it's a little more haunted...
Not quite as empty....
But nothing jumps out at you.
Not this time.
The sight of the sun in the horizon blinds you for a moment. The warehouse was relatively dim with only some rays of sunlight coming in through the windows. Breathing in the fresh air reminds you that you are, at least, somewhat alive.
It's hard for you to remember that you are alive sometimes. Not just a ball of adrenaline and wounds. Even in a life of running away to extraordinary places... its started to feel a little boring.
But that's all you know now.
You remember the important bits. He's currently the head honcho for the Wolf Bites here in Salt City. He wasn't much when you first met, just a small disposable goon. His boss at the time sent him out on a mission to find you, since word was still getting around on your specific services, and they needed to verify their info.
You smelled an opportunity with him. He was smart enough and power hungry. He already stole a good sum from his boss to pay off your first deal with him too.
The coup happened a few days after with a couples of others that already sensed blood about to hit the water.
You didn't think he would be stupid enough to betray you. So, he must have some other alternate source that he's now tapped into. Thing is, you only know a few other ARMSDEALERS on your level that have lasted this long, and you have relatively good relationships with them. You all also overcharge to keep the prices consistent, so it wouldn't be a cheaper source.
Unless it's none of those guys...
You rub your eyes and spot two cars parked in the street in front of the warehouse. You know only one was parked there when you arrived. A sleek nondescript car with tinted windows.
You slightly limp to the one that you didn't see before.
And open the door.
...
Huh?
What's this...?
"Who are you?!"
Fuck. Okay alright okay alright. Just one more thing to deal with. Fine. That's fine. That's A O K A Y.
You take a deep breath, though it comes in a little sharper than you'd like. Focus. Focus.
The first thing you notice is the way her hand shakes when she points the gun at you. The nervousness in her eyes. It looks like she hasn't shot another person before, maybe just practice targets. Or ones that can't run away.
You can handle her. You might get shot, but your reflexes are quick. A snap of the hand really.
But she looks young. Naive. Maybe a trainee? Made to stay in the car in case they needed back up?
What should you do?
>A) Kill her (the least amount of trouble)
>B) Disarm her (you'll have to deal with her)
>C) Persuade her (you'd need the right words)
>D) _____