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Janine Liberi     Alebrichstadt Hospital, like anything else of value in the city, consists of one old building surrounded by many modern wings and additional structures. The original building is faded red bricks with a big circular window above the entrance, indicative of it's original purpose as a church. This is now purely the reception area, administration on the second floor, and non-emergency care waiting area.

    The other, more modern wings contain the surgery halls, offices, specialised medicine areas like radiology, rooms with beds for resting and dying, the usual stuff. There are also many supply closets scattered throughout that contain the essentials. Gauze, painkillers, spare scrubs and beds for staffers to rest in. But Janine reassures people from her bed that they won't find her medication in them.

    "It's not mass-produced, not enough people have what I got. They'll be keeping it in the pharmacy," she groans, before uploading an edited map of the hospital grounds with the pharmacy circled. "Here. I have my own little bin in the back room where they keep my stuff. Get in /quietly/, get all you can, and get out."

    The pharmacy consists of a desk shielded by transparent barrier. Drugs and money trade hands through a dip in the desk, and beside it is a heavily locked door. Through the transparent screen, another heavily fortified door can be seen, but this one is left slightly ajar during opening hours apparently. Probably not good practice, but it saves putting in a key code, swiping a key card and using an analogue key to get in every time someone needs something. The woman at the desk looks to be pushing fifty, but those eyes behind her spectacles glint like a hawk's.

    This is all that lays between everyone and Janine's life-saving medicine.
Majima Goro You might ask yourself, 'How on earth is the crazy ex-Yakuza guy with the eyepatch the right guy to pretend to be a peeved high school principal'?

And the answer is that this, like anything else, is just relating and empathizing with another human being. He's actually pretty good at this sort of thing. He's got a cell phone, and he's staying about a block away.

He's already calling the receptionist. There's an adjustment of his snakeskin jacket. He's got to get into character for this. Gotta keep that kansai accent down.
Assuming she picks up, he starts as follows.

"Excuse me," He says in a polite, but hurried tone. "I apologize if you don't recognize my voice, Ms. Julianne. My name is ..."

> Majima Goro
> John Liberi
> Hayato Tanaka

" ... Hayato Tanaka, I'm calling from Alberichstadt High. I'm a substitute teacher in your daughter's Math Class. Your daughter is Gertrude, correct?"

"Does your daughter have a prescription for this bottle of..."

> Oxycontin
> Aspirin
> MDMA

"Oxycontin I found in her backpack today?"
Sanary Rondel Many say there's a fine line between genius and insanity. Judging from the lady in overalls hauling a full-sized hog over her shoulder into the hospital, it's probably way more towards the latter. She's a worried, fretting mess with the eye that's not covered by an eyepatch all puffed up and red as she turns that pig over to take a closer look at its belly.

Morbidly enough, there's some really thin slices of ^meat stuck to it. The beast looks rather content with what's going on, but the lady just ignores how relaxed it looks as she hoists it back up, then starts running around the hospital in a roundabout path that would coincidentally take her near pharmacy.

"Hey! Where's the meds at?! My buddy here needs painkillers or he's gonna keel over, stat! Uh. Clear!" Sanary's actually not doing a bad job at looking panicked, although it's probably not very subtle considering she's hauling a two hundred pound porker in front of her like a gigantic baby. She's taking care not to run anybody over in her warpath, but she does come dangerously close several times as she hurries about, trying to get the attention of a kind old soul who'll answer her call for SWEET SWEET PIG DRUGS.
August Kohler August doesn't enter until everyone else is there, so that they can buy him some distraction. He's in one of his baggy hoodies, hood up, as he immediately gravitates towards a bathroom. He moves to find a stall, take a seat on the closed toilet, and wait. He has a plan. If this all works, he'll bail out of the bathroom and move for footage. If their plan to distract her doesn't work...

He's going to start a controlled fire and pull a fire alarm, using his Persona. He can make sure the building doesn't burn down if he's focusing, but can get them enough time to, well, get the meds and bail.
Penelope Vasquez     Penelope Vasquez strolls into the hospital with obscene casualness. Hands in her pockets, easy smile on her face, a lean against a wall near-ish the pharmacy. She's a tall hispanic woman in a black coat standing near medical equipment, which might be suspicious enough to some, but she's perfected the Easygoing Aura. She is Vibe. She is zen. She looks like she's taking up some wall space as she waits for a phonecall or something. And any close inspection would reveal she isn't even armed to the teeth right now! She dumped her gear into a bush outside the building.

    As she sits with that plastic smile on her head, the Wire in her skull (which she's hidden under a baseball cap. Go Red Sox!) hooks onto the signal from the receptionist's phone. All she has to do is wait and execute the plan. Easy theft. Five minutes tops.

    Out the window, a woman carrying a monster hog screams and runs in circles. The smile tightens just a little. Oh boy.
Rebecca Chambers There are those who dread hospitals and there are those who are used to them because they do work related to them. For Rebecca, she is definitely one of the latter due to her being a medic. She knows a lot about medicines and things of that nature, which is why she's chosen to tag along. Although, given that they're dealing with a different world than what she's used to, her knowledge may not be too applicable here. Nevertheless, she's here to assist in any way possible, including with whatever medical knowledge might apply here.

Listening intently to what is said, Rebecca looks over the map carefully and commits it to memory before looking at Janine and nodding. "All right, don't worry about anything, OK? We'll get what you need, and we'll make sure it gets done quietly." The last part is spoken with a little uncertainty, since she doesn't know for sure how well the others can handle stealth.

A pause, then Rebecca looks around at the others again before heading to the pharmacy. Once she gets there, she finds that the others have their own ways of trying to distract the receptionist. To avoid drawing any potential suspicion to herself, Rebecca shows the receptionist her badge while saying, "Officer Rebecca Chambers, just investigating a report of suspicious activity." She frowns at Sanary's attempt to get in, adding, "Although it definitely was not this."
Rean Schwarzer Rean's in the reception area, sitting in a chair near the the receptionist's desk. He's flipping through a nearby magazine, keeping an ear out on the receptionist's with Majima. If it goes south he'll totally just go up to the receptionist and pretend he's here to visit a friend. Should be easy enough! ...Ignoring the fact his uniform doesn't match any of the schools here. At least he probably/maybe looks like he might live here, anime hair aside.

And then Sanary comes in with a screaming pig. He gently taps the top of the magazine to his forehead like a facepalm. Well, that's ONE way to cause a distraction. But maybe it's a bit MUCH for this...
Janine Liberi     A lot of shit happens all at once. First of all, the pharmacy clerk (Julianne, according to Janine) gets a call from Majima. Those waiting at the pharmacy can see those keen eyes flick about suspiciously almost immediately. Why would a substitute teacher be calling, and not the receptionist or principle? But all that sharpness vanishes when Majima says the magic words; IMPLIED RECREATIONAL DRUG USE.

    "No Mister Tanaka, no she does not," Julianne says in that same tone of voice mothers use when they address their child by their full name. "If you could send her to the principle's office, I'll be right along to pick her up. Thank you for your concern." She slams that phone down, and produces a pager, typing out a quick message before properly closing the drug vault door behind her, putting up a 'Back in 5 minutes' sign, and storming from the hospital towards its underground car park.

    That pager message was intended to get someone else along to man the desk. That someone is a nurse who is forestalled by Sanary's big dramatic arrival, brandishing a bloody pig and begging for help. "Ma'am, I'm sorry but this is not a veterinarian clinic, you'll need to take your pig-ma'am, please get out of the way," the nurse says, trying to talk over Sanary's wailing. The nurse catches glimpse of Rebecca's bade and waves her over. "Officer, could you please give me a hand?!" The backup is successfully distracted.

    It's easy pickings for Rean and Penelope to handle the locks. The vault door getting closed adds a bit of time to the matter, but it's nothing major either. The drug vault is kept temperature controlled, and loaded with shelves containing bins of drugs. A lot of it is the usual suspects of painkillers and antibiotics, but there's also antivenoms and the like.

    True to Janine's word, one of the bins has her name on it. 'FOR JANINE LIBERI, NOT TO BE DISTRIBUTED OTHERWISE.' However, there is a problem. The bin contains but a single bottle of pills. Further, when it is taken and examined, the seal on the cap is broken, and the contents don't rattle like it should. Checking the contents would reveal a folded piece of paper stuffed in with the medicine. When unfolded, it reveals some kind of tracker glued to it, and a message that reads;

                        MEET ME IN THE HOSPITAL CARPARK                        

                                I HAVE THE DRUGS                                


             THIS TRACKER ALERTS US TO MOVEMENT SO WE'RE ON OUR WAY            

                                     SASCHA                                    
August Kohler August is in the bathroom preparing to start a fire when he hears from Penelope what's up with the meds. They got them, but Sascha has the pills. August growls, and leaves the bathroom, flushing the toilet in case anyone was nearby as a 'distraction', washing his hands for five seconds before leaving towards the carpark.

Once outside, he beelines for the carpark. He climbs over obstructions, and keeps his hand away from his gun - doesn't want to show which pocket it is - and moves to find Sascha. He's keeping his eyes and ears open for an ambush. He's not getting killed by the government. And Leitner...

She needs to die.
Rebecca Chambers Apparently, the attempt to give a cover story was unnecessary as everything went down literally all at once. What really gets Rebecca is the wailing of the fire alarms, which causes her to cover her ears briefly out of surprise, before putting them down again. "Well, that's one way to clear things out, but now what..."

Just then, Rebecca hears that the medicine isn't there, but is being held by someone else. And from the sound of things, they don't sound friendly either. Scowling a little, Rebecca draws her Beretta and loads a clip into it. "We came to get Janine's medicine, and we're going to get it no matter what!" She attempts to find her way to the carpark in hopes of finding this Sascha.

From the sound of things, Sascha isn't going to give up the medicine without a fight. "If that's the way she wants it, then that's the way it will be." Rebecca's voice has some sarcasm in it as she mutters to herself.
Majima Goro     And here Majima thought this was just going to be a boring phone call! He slings a baseball bat over his shoulder, and adopts a side to side swagger.

In fact, as he makes his way in, he even starts to sing, quietly, under his breath.
Sunao ni I love you
Todokeyou kitto
you love me~
Tsutawaru sa kimi ni
niau garasu no
kutsu wo sagasouuuu


Goons in cars. He needs this. He needs this so badly, you know.
Penelope Vasquez     After popping open the locks (not much issue, it's not like this is some high-security facility,) Penelope rather shamelessly window shops in the pharmacy vault before finding Janine's goods. Antivenoms? Yoink. Prescription painkillers? Swiped. Et-cetera. Not enough to cripple the hospital, but there's a few bottles missing from several collections. She gets to the box with Janine's junk in it- and pauses. And frowns. A rattle of the bottle, which leaves the note and tracker popping out.

    Hrm.

    Chattering into radios with her mouth closed the whole time, Penelope wades her way out of the pharmacy and towards a bush around the side of the building, retrieving a pair of firearms and a massive hooked blade. All are stashed neatly into the folds of her coat, leaving her looking none the more dangerous, though she is no longer projecting The Chill Vibes. This is no longer a milk run, this is a job.

    She heads to the carpark, of course. Where August is actively searching, she's doing the same, only... quieter. Matte black blends in well with the natural shadows of a carpark. Her goggles are dug from a pocket and slapped onto her face, scanning for human presence as she stalks through the dark, searching primarily for large groups of people. Presuming she spots a likely looking group, she steps off the shadowed floor- and onto the walls, then the ceiling, navigating her way towards as subtly as she can.
Sanary Rondel Finally, a doctor! Or somebody. Rather than looking joyed at the nurse's arrival, however, Sanary snaps in annoyance. "I know that! Blendin ain't no vegetarian!"

She knows what she heard, of course, but she needs to keep the act up until she gets the all clear. She takes care not to look towards the stranger in the baseball cap trying not to look at her, the officer investigating the situation, nor even the transfer student that clearly isn't out of place. "No way, I only give my bud the best o' steaks to eat! Why, just this mornin'? I gave him some of that pros-kee-utto he just loves." She chuckles softly at that, then sniffs and wipes her eye off while setting the hog down and patting it on the back, all while listening to the progress of the plan to get Janine's much-needed meds.

Sounds like there's a problem there, but at least it's time to make an exit."But after this mornin', he got this weird... Growth! Keeps tryin' to bite at it, and it's all slimy and weird..." The pig farmer shakes once as she turns the lazy pig over, pointing at the thin slices of meat stuck to its belly. Indeed, that's some prosciutto stuck there that's a little matted in, but certainly not the malignant growth that the seeming brain-damaged farmer thinks it is.

She'll have to make a detour to get her stuff later. With any luck, she might just find her opportunity to get out sooner rather than later. When she does, she takes a detour to drop her hog off at a local butcher (and get some handsome pocket money), then rejoins the group at the car park! She looks unarmed, what with only wearing those overalls still and a crappy t-shirt, but she's got a tomahawk hidden in there. If she wants any other weapons, she'll just have to find something laying around
Rean Schwarzer They go in to get the meds, and...surprise! No meds, just a note and a tracker. And...It's Sascha again. Last time was basically a trap, and it was why this whole mess was happening in the first place.

He can't help but frown when August says that Sascha needs to die though. He totally understood why, but...

"Let's just focus on getting Janine's medicine." Rean says. He goes out of the hospital to track down his sword, and then catches up to the group once that's done.
Janine Liberi     It's all a bit of a mess as everyone begins making their way down to the meeting place. The nurse tending to Sanary peels the meat from the pig's belly and fixes the farmer with a stern look. "If this is for some e-influencer bit, it's not funny. This is a hospital, people are dying here, and you're distracting me with this? If you're not out of here in five minutes, I'm calling the police." She then storms off.

    Everyone congregates. The underground park is actually under repair right now, so there are no cars in there. However, it can be accessed from any direction. The only thing stopping people from taking the stairs in the hospital is some signs saying the carpark is closed, and the access ramp from outside is an easy path. No one is there as of yet, but a few minutes after everyone arrives, some black vans come down the ramp and encircle the party before idling menacingly.

    At some unheard signal, the sliding doors fly open, and tear gas grenades are rolled out, filling the air with choking gas. Men in black body armor and gas masks come pouring out, brandishing stun rods with which they fall upon everyone, aiming to incapacitate them!
Majima Goro     This is, in fact, close to what Majima is used to. The vans surrounding them is enough for the man to tap his bat on his shoulder once or twice, his knees subtly flexing. The bat goes away. He doesn't want weapons for this part.

A beat. A tock of a ticking clock. One of the van doors opens. He's not waiting for the swat team to come out--he's coming to them, kicking one of the grenades off to the side before diving into the swat team contents of one van. And then, once he's inside the van...

A strange noise can be heard from within. It sounds rather like "WAHAHAHAHAHA!"

And a whirling, whirling dervish of legs spinning around. Sure, he can't clear out all of the vans in some horrifying tornado of ice and fire, but what he can do is dance the hell out of some poor shmucks with stun rods.
August Kohler August arrives, and when the black vans show up, more than one, he doesn't hesitate. His trigger finger is itchy, and he needs to be prepared. The mirrored bracelet on his wrist reaches eye level.

"Persona!"

Dietrich, his black knight in powered armor, is manifested in a cloud of gray and red energy, as August leaps onto its back. His hunch is right, as they come out with tear gas, causing August to choke and flinch backwards, coughing. Yesterday, he was a whirlwind of murder, taking out a dozen men in a single fell swoop. Today...

He's not. The tear gas is affecting him, his emotions are conflicting, and they have stun rods, which smack into Dietrich and cause August to briefly convulse backwards. When he manages to will through the pain and heal through any damage, Dietrich is raising his sword. "Snicker-snack, motherfuckers. Where's Sascha?!"

It's not dignified as he shouts, but as he does, the sword flickers through the air, and moves to carve one of the men in half. The sword ignites in a flurry of flames, as August then proceeds to send out a blast of fire at one of the vans, trying to blow it back and take out anyone or any equipment hiding inside. He's angry.

Subtle has entirely left the equation.
Penelope Vasquez     Hasn't actually seen action in some time! Vans approaching, idling menacingly! Underneath her! On the ground! Cool! Does the rest of the party even know she's hanging out up here on the roof? Hard to say.

    And then the van doors fly open, grenades singing into the concrete space. Fuck.

    One of the amules of stimulants around her neck injects itself, preparing her to deal with the sharp pain of grenade fragments being sent into her. A shuffle of her coat helps to try and protect her core from the blast. The blast that never comes. Instead, the ground level is covered with the hisssss of escaping pressurized gas. Penny takes a deep breath, and aside from a suddenly rabidly irritated nose, she's unharmed. Men in gas masks pour out, perhaps predictably.

    At the very least, she's predicted it. She drew her boxy pistol-like gun from her belt as soon as she realized the grenades were nonlethal. Aimed at the door of a van. It produces a polite cough as high-velocity metal shrapnel is sent in a tight spread towards the chest of the produced goons. Ideally unseen- probably unseen, as the rest of the party abandons subtlety- she swings from the roof and lands on the non-party-facing side of a van, and begins to stab into the metal siding of it, sharp and precise to remove the driver. Around she goes, picking her moments to try and remain out of sight. Whoever sent these has experience with August's brand of insane. They must've known these guys were fodder. They have a plan, and she wants to be the unseen wrench in the gears.
Rebecca Chambers As soon as the vans arrive in the area, Rebecca grits her teeth nervously. "Seems like they were really expecting us," Rebecca says, training her Beretta on the nearest van in hopes of possibly deterring anyone who might dare to come out after her. Not that she expects it to work.

Just then, the doors open and gas grenades come out, causing Rebecca to start coughing as she realizes she never thought to bring a gas mask with her. "Damn it!" She yells, dropping to the ground in hopes of avoiding the gas as much as possible. From her spot in a prone position, she can see the men who resemble the Umbrella Security Service teams coming in with stun batons. They really were expecting them, and the stun batons indicate they probably intend to capture them.

"Not today," Rebecca gets out, her eyes still tearing up as she attempts to aim her Beretta through the gas at the nearest man and fire off three rounds. Of course, not only will she give her position away, but the men have gas masks so they can spot her easily. She's at a disadvantage... but right now she doesn't really care.
Sanary Rondel "The heck's an e... Who?" Sanary sounds genuinely confused at that. Still, she doesn't need to be told twice to leave, and away she goes!

Of course there'd be vans full of government goons. With subtlety going out the window, the axe-healer channels magic into her eye almost immediately, firing off a beam of concentrated EXPLOSION at one of the vans to try and take it out along with its occupants. Her throwing axe, meanwhile, remains unthrown as she instead uses it to fight back against the oncoming attackers.

"Don't breathe in the... Whatever!" She shouts as her face starts burning from contact with the tear gas, reflexively firing magic through her head to fend off the worst of the burning suck pain. As she fights through the pain with that lingering green light cloud surrounding her head, she veers between getting shocked and yelling angrily while using excessive amounts of force to put her comparably tiny axe into the van dwellers. "Whatever this shit is, I'll.. Fix you up after! Just take 'em out!"
Rean Schwarzer And once again, a bunch of guys in black trucks show up, and fill the place with stinging smoke. Of COURSE it was an ambush!

Rean coughs a few times, trying to get the burning out of his lungs. He can hear combat starting up all around him - so much for keeping it quiet.

He closes his eyes, trying to sense his way around the battle. He then dashes towards the nearest goon, aiming to knock that stun rod out of their hands and slash whoever up a bit if needed.
Janine Liberi     The battle begins! Majima immediately leaps into a van and goes ham with breakdancing. His feet make contact with legs and heads, giving the black ops soldiers little room to manouver or fight back. Hence, that's one van cleared immediately. The soldiers reflexively tase Dietrich as he merges, but they get cleaved and burned almost immediately in response. Penelope shoots one, sending them staggering back, but their thick body armor seems to soak the worst of the damage, keeping them in the fight. She hops the van and takes out a driver, rendering one escape vehicle non-operative for the immediate future. These guys are indeed just goons. Which raises the question; where is Sascha in all this?

    Rebecca goes prone, which is likely the smartest thing to do. Her shots find the mark, but again, the body armor these guys are wearing is top of line, more than enough to stop small arms fire. However, such vests are typically not stab proof, so Sanary's axe finds its way into the flesh of an attacker. Rean finds similar success as his sword bites through the armor, drawing a spurt of blood.

    And then, by some unseen signal, several of the black ops goons draw guns from hidden holsters. But they don't direct them at Die Reisende. Rather, several of the other soldiers have the guns put right up against their helmets before the trigger is squeezed.

    All of a sudden, several more of the secret agents are dead, and the ones holding the guns holster them. Then, a familiar voice echoes from the far end of the car park. "Over here," says Sascha.

    She's standing in an adjacent room with the door now open. In her hands are two plastic shopping bags. The room is lit in a red and orange glow by an open furnace, the flames within it burning white hot. Standing with her is Karl Vernunft and Iman Abdul Mantiq, the local detectives, and neither of them look happy. "Good to see you all! Thanks for giving me the excuse to uh... 'prune' my personal unit. I only need the most loyal of men for my personal goal, you know?" She laughs a nasty, slightly unhinged laugh.

    "I called you all here for a deal. Totally off the table, the government doesn't know about this, just between you and I. Have this, as a sweetener." She kicks a box across the floor, which contains a bottle of pills. Janine's medicines. "Just to show you I'm being genuine here."

    Once she's sure that no one is coming to murder her instantly, she starts talking. "You all fought the Woodsman, right? The mirrors around here were going crazy. And since you're still here, that means you won, didn't you?" She cracks a grin. "Damn, you're tough. Tougher than me, I'll admit it. That's why I want your help. At some point or another, you're going to fight him again, right? Him, or the Wolf or whatever, those really big nasty things in the Forest. Well, here's the deal."

    She shakes the bags in her hands. "These contain all the pills I took from the pharmacy, including the very last delivery that came in after you got chased out of town Kohler. Enough to prolong Liberi for a good while. If you all promise to bring me and my boys along next time you fight one of those Big Things in the Forest, you get one of these bags now. When you deliver on that, you get the other. Liberi lives, I get what I want, everyone's happy."

    Her smile unhinges further, and she sways the bags gently, in the direction of the furnace. "But uh, if you don't want this deal? Well, I don't really need these, so I'll just... dispose of them. So, what's it going to be?"
Majima Goro A series of unconscious men in suits and gas masks slowly slip out from the van, followed by a man in a snakeskin jacket.
"...Eh?" He says, hopping up to sit atop the van. Y'know, because screw remnants of tear gas. "Why ya so up on fightin' some bigass thing in a forest?" He asks, waving a gloved hand, before pausing. "...actually, ya know what, I don't care. I got called in here ta get the meds, so as a guy with no vote in this whatsoever, I say take the deal, eh?"

He kicks his legs as they dangle off the edge of a van, and he pulls out a cigarette. "Course, if y'all offerin' another fight for the heck of it, I'm on."
August Kohler Well, that's surprising. The spec ops kill each other, and Sascha arrives. With the bags. With the two detectives. With a /deal/.

Everything in August's instincts tells him not to take the deal, to take the most direct path. But...he thinks it through, for a second, instead of striking. There's collateral here. He won't be able to kill Sascha - she's got a plan for if he attacks. She'll escape. But.

He can kill her in the Forest. And the distraction of a giant raging embodiment of humanity is the perfect thing he needs. August laughs, lightly, and then...nods to Sascha. "I accept your deal. Do you have a card or something to alert you? Or do I just call 911?" It's cheeky. It's sarcastic. It's hiding the sheer hate that tells him to just pull his gun and shoot her in the head, right now. But he needs to do this the right way. The direct way.

Janine's medicine isn't even factoring into it. It's important...but to August, right now, revenge is even more important.
Rebecca Chambers The bullets didn't really do much good, but at least they sent the message that the group wasn't taking this sitting down. Of course, what really baffles Rebecca is the fact that some of them are suddenly shot by the others. Not that Rebecca is watching when it happens, instead she looks away until after the gunshots are fired. Then she stands up and dusts herself off a little, slightly sarcastic as she does so. "At least I can breathe again," Rebecca says to herself, before hearing the sound of someone speaking, and she looks to see who it is. Almost immediately based on the actions of this mysterious woman, as well as the fact she's holding those prescription bags, Rebecca knows this is Sascha.

Rebecca says nothing for the time being, not knowing what to make of what this woman is going on about. She lowers her weapon but keeps it ready just in case Sascha tries something that Rebecca doesn't like. On one hand, it seems like a good deal, but on the other hand, given that they were just in an ambush that was most likely caused by Sascha, she isn't sure it's legit.
Sanary Rondel As the several of the goons go down from headshots inflicted by their allies, Sanary squints with a completely baffled look on her face. Glancing over at her allies, she keeps her axe hand steady when Sascha reveals her presence. She doesn't make any moves to attack just yet, instead listening to her proposal while channeling healing magic around to take some of the edge off for her companions here.

"You... Uh. You know that sounds a little too good to be true, yeah?" Not bothering to hide the suspicion in her tone, she looks towards the remnants of Sascha's people before slipping the throwing axe into one of her oversized pockets. "... Fine, then. You want in on the Wolf fight? Doesn't make a big difference to me." She shrugs lightly, the discussion over the radio giving her enough reason not to object much more than that.

Instead, she approaches to pick up the box with the bottle. No sense leaving that on the ground. "Mind introducin' us to your guys, then? I mean, since you already know all of..." She pauses, looking over at Majima, Rean, and Penelope. She lingers on those three for a moment longer, then turns back to Sascha and shifts her eyepatch up slightly. "... Most of us, it's only fair."
Penelope Vasquez     Penelope Vasquez, assassin extraordinaire, is way out of the loop. Way, way out of it. She's still buzzing with a low dose of stimulants, rattling where she stands- but a few moments of focus cut down the shakes, and the sudden execution of half the opposing force knocks them out from sheer shock. She remains still behind a van for some time, before simply poking her head out, rising, lifting her goggles from her face.

    An extremely suspicious eyeball to the remaining guards, before she steps towards the box, hefts it, stows it under an arm. "I see no reason not to take the deal." Spoken as she checks the contents, matching them with the pill bottle she snagged from the vault. It's a match. She eyes a nearby corpse, rolling it onto it's front with a boot. "Question for you though, professional to professional. You know you can't trust anyone here as far as you can throw them. I don't have a horse in the game, but /someone/ here is gonna try to shank you when your back is turned. What's your trump card?"
Janine Liberi     The deal is struck. Neither Karl nor Iman look entirely pleased with that, but Sascha laughs with delight. "Great, great! Detective, pass on these party favors." One of the bags is handed to Iman, who walks the distance over to Die Reisende to pass off the drugs. He shoots everyone a pleading look, as if asking 'please get me out of this oh god,' but says nothing.

    With the 'disloyal' soldiers (whatever that means) dead, it leaves seven still alive. Sascha laughs as Sanary asks their names. "You know what, you're right. We're going to be working together after this, so let's get to know each other. Their code names are Blick, Flick, Glick, Plick, Quee, Snick, and Whick. What are your names?"

    She then gives Penelope a long look. "Who says I have only one?" She laughs again, but then actually gives an answer. "A lot of people higher up think I'm a freak, and so think Kohler and Liberi are freaks too. Only thing keeping them in line is me being useful. If I disappear, things might get more complicated for you all." She kicks her foot and whistles lightly. "I might have also paid Kohler's family a visit. Got to know them, learned their address. Told my buddies here allll about it." It's about as obvious an implied threat can be.

    And so with that, Sascha, Iman, Karl, and the seven wetwork agents pile into a van and drive off, leaving everyone surrounded by dead bodies. They should probably make themselves scarce.
Penelope Vasquez     The dark-coated woman remains still as the detectives and the deranged woman exit stage left. They have the medicine. Mission accomplished.

    Doesn't... feel very victorious, though. She tosses off her Red Sox hat into the carpark as she bends down and begins to frisk the corpses left behind. Primarily looking for information; orders, anything like that. But also wallets. Her speech is casual as she moves. "So. I'm inclined to not kill that woman until we have a solution regarding August's family. She's... goal-crazy, but so long as we're acting towards that goal, she's not gonna try to actually kill us. Everyone here had stunners for a reason."

    A straightening up. She steps to the van she stabbed into and knocks the body from the seat. "Also- gunshots. In a hospital carpark. Pile in everyone, cops comin'."
Sanary Rondel "Blick, Flick..." It takes a while for Sanary to go over the names, trying to memorize them and mostly failing. It's not until the Sascha and agents leave the that healer finally realizes that something's off. Majorly off.

"... Wait a second. Why isn't it Quick?!" That's going to bother her a lot. Not nearly as much as the implied threat towards August's family, but still a decent amount. Sorting all that out will have to wait, though, as Penelope brings up the more immediate concern of all that noise they made.

Sanary deliberately avoids looking at any exploded vans. Time to pile into a van! ".. Yeah let's go I need to get back home and start cleanin' up."
Rebecca Chambers "Blick... Flick... how original..." Rebecca says, clearly speaking with sarcasm as she holsters her Beretta. With a sigh and a roll of her eyes, she looks to the others and said, "Somehow, I'm not surprised this would happen, as you know how things can be..."

Rebecca trails off as she realizes that Penelope has a point. She rushes to the van, adding, "I may be law enforcement, but I don't think that's gonna do much good in a situation like this! Let's get the hell out of here!"
Majima Goro Majima sighs, hopping off the van he was on. It'd have been so incredibly funny if they'd driven off with him. Alas. Alack! What can he do, really.

He doesn't much feel like a cop chase, though. There are lots of things he's willing to mess with, and a cop chase isn't one. Those are awkward and undesirable. After making sure anything useful obviously laying around's been scooped up, he hops up into the van. ...Y'know, he's never been in a proper car chase, now that he thinks about it.
Way he hears it, Kiryu's done something like...two? He's gotta catch up someday. Today's just not the day, he guesses.
August Kohler As August's family is threatened, he seethes. He doesn't say anything. He lets them leave. He remains quiet besides on the radio, moving to escape the carpark and head off. He's not going to fight the police.

He needs to figure out what the hell he's doing next, first.
Rean Schwarzer "Uh, right." Rean says, piling into the van. Of all the things he didn't want to do today, getting arrested was one of them.