> Docs sound fun. Punch the button for Docks.
Ignoring Vargall, who seems to have temporarily gone catatonic, Allie presses the GO button on the GPS. The car immediately begins driving westwards, cutting traffic to reach the waterfront as soon as possible.
> Remember everything I can about each location, very hardly.
Thinking as hard as he can, Backsmasher can only recall that the docks, or at least their southern part, are currently disputed territory between the Yakuza and the Jade Lotus, two criminal organizations from across the Pacific. Lately, not even Knight Errant has dared to try and put a stop to their heated gunfights.
Is the little man still a ball of panic?
"♥♥♥♥ MY ARM"
Seems like it, dunnit.
> Celebrate my victory over kickwoman, go for a drink by the docks.
Thinking fondly of a tavern by the waterfront, and needing a stiff drink to forget the fact his house was just burnt down, Bright hops on his bike and heads over to the docks.
You all arrive at the Docks. The air smells vaguely of brine, gunpowder and old fish. Gunfire and explosions can be heard from a row of warehouses down the street, while on the opposite way some shifty-looking individuals are busy loading large crates into a rusty old freighter.
What will you do?