**ZAP!!!**
That's the sound that filled your ears as you activated...something in you. Some sort of augment...honestly, you had no idea at this point, half the shit in your system.
You had been in a pretty rough scrap. Wasn't Arasaka, some punk gang or even militech...but a cyperpsycho. Tough son of a bitch too. While you had taken out a good few psychos prior, this one had caught you off guard, their augs advanced and outgunning you at every turn. Johnny's commentary didn't help either.
In a moment of desperation, you tried to activate one of your offensive mods, which...hadn't worked. one second you were fighting the psycho, next your visions gone dark.
You groaned as you sat up, trying to blink away the darkness, and also trying to clear your ears of the ringing.
"ugh...fuck me..." you muttered as you shook your head.
Opening your eyes, you found yourself in front of some weird glass structure. looked like the front of a building or something, windows tinted dark.
"Huh...Maybe teleportation?" You muttered as you stared. Admittedly, your vision was still spotty, and your ears were still ringing...pretty damn loud...
"Whatever it was...came in handy, eh Johnny?" You said, fully expecting some sparky quip from your resident headache.
Whether or not you were going to get an answer from the punk rocker or not didn't matter, as the building in front of you suddenly lifted up!
You gasped and backed up, caught off guard as....the building....no it was...
"I...is that a glass?!" You muttered to yourself. Your vision had fully cleared at this point, met with a greenish light all around...as well as showing the 'building' had been a shot glass!
Issue was, the shot glass was about 4 times as big as you! And...the hand holding that was easily 6 times your size.
"Ardyos Classic, way you like it Trish!" A cheerful voice said...which was not only familiar, but also very loud to your ears.
Your eyes took in the rest of what was towering above you...the shot glass. The hand holding it...it stretched down into a slender yet firm arm, which end attached to....Claire?!
Claire Russell from the Afterlife?! But she was...
"Wh...why is she so fucking big?!?" You practically screamed as you stared in awe at the now larger than life bartender. It was her just....bigger than any skyscraper that night city had to offer.
The giant bartender in question gave a pleasent smile as she handed the drink to her regular. She hadn't seemed to notice you yet...
You gulped. At the height you were, plus being on the counter, you were level with her belly...Claire had been an interesting ride, with you having helped her in some revenge quest....that all ended with you and her...
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