> Stand up and intercept her before she gets to the table, offering to help
>> Are you here to join the Replicant table?
"Are you here to join the replicant table?" you ask. "If I'd known you were coming I'd have brought your file too." You extend your hand. "Dorothy, I presume?"
"The replicant table?" she asks, processing this for a moment, and glances to Ryouko. "You're saying she's one too?"
You nod. "Indeed."
"Well then," she says, pulling a small gun out. "I really hate to do this, but I didn't come here to take my chances, so I'll need for both of you to come with me. Quietly."
She makes Ryouko hand over her weapon, stashing her own again, and keeps the gun trained on you as she follows the two of you — down that side passage, up this set of stairs, keeping your hands where she can see them. Soon you arrive in a dimly lit maintenance level above the main restaurant, from which the aquarium columns appear to be maintained. As the door closes behind Dorothy, you see two more figures. The replicant named Azrael stands some distance away, behind an aquarium, gazing at your group intently, and in a moment you are face to face with the one known as Machina, a long silver rifle pointing at the both of you. You continue to keep your hands up.
"I found these two downstairs," says Dorothy, stooping to retrieve a spare knife that appears to have been hidden near her ankle. She points it at Ryouko, gesturally. "She's the one who was down in Chinatown earlier, asking questions." Then she stuffs the knife into her belt, where she can get to it, and puts down the gun just long enough to light a cigarette.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, detective," Machina says to Ryouko. "And who might you be?" she asks of you.
"Clarisse," you say. "I work for Valentin Corporation, and, like everyone else in this room, a replicant."
"Everyone else?" she asks, incredulously, drawing closer to you. "Everyone else? Really? Including the blade runner?" She chances a smile.
"Especially her," you say.
"I see, I see," she says, much amused. "Well then, ladies, I suppose that like the rest of us, you two know what it is like to live in fear."
"Trying to put on a brave face, ma'am," says Shizuki.
"She can pull files," notes Dorothy, exhaling a little smoke. "Or implies it, at least, anyway."
"Is that so?" Machina asks you. "Longevity? Morphology? Incep dates?"
You nod. "I have that access," you say.
She smiles.
"The six of came here from offworld. Unconventional for escapees, I know. We are just four now. Our objective is Valentin Corporation; I intend to demand more time. We could use someone on the inside."
[] Set them up with a limited account, from which they can read some limited technical data but not much more.
[] Offer full cooperation, and disclose the extent of your access to the systems.
[] Offer to take them to confront Valentin herself.
[] (write-in)
. Anyways, I really should watch Blade Runner at some point.
