The area near the unstable vortex that leads to the Zone's interior, is already surrounded by a crowd. Curious civilians, Purple Bitch fans, Police Officers cordoning off the perimeter, under the orders issued by the Agents of The Institute For The Control And Monitoring Of Zones.
Better known as «Tiftcamoz», or the Thieves of Camus. The infamous nickname comes from the First General Coordinator, Camus Raiden. Who was corrupt, stealing up to 70% of the profits that a Cleared Zone can offer.
With that, the Institute's reputation took a deep blow from which they had not recovered, even after almost six decades of good behavior. After all, Camus was never arrested, and his known accomplices, remain unpunished.
"Madame Lamar". Calls N'Ïrk. "I will register my temporal participation with the Agent in charge".
The woman doesn't has time to reply, as the young man is already a few meters away. "He walks fast". She murmurs to herself, as quick steps and a mad voice are heard from behind.
"A man?!. Really, Lamar?!. Couldn't you find anyone else in this shit hole?!". The woman complaining is Veanive Blazemorck. A real bombshell with her extravagant curves and Boss Babe attitude. Yet, she is just as volatile as an actual explosive.
"Who cares?. Is our last day together". Says Sonia Sayers. An apathetical slender blonde tomboy that has masculine factions.
"Can i start the stream now?". Inquires a lady with purple hair and clover like pupils that barely reaches a height of a meter and forty.
"Yes Lidia, you can start the stream".
*Yay!*. The lady does little hops and goes near a large container of white metal. Tapping on it and deploying legs in the object, along twenty camera drones that align near her.
Lidia Carey, is the youngest of the Purple Bitch Squad. Yet, she is 29 years old, adores to be a gamer slash streamer, convincing Madam Lamar into using her drones to make live transmissions and gain a few extra Units.
Which is one of the reasons behind why the team is parting ways.
The drones of Madam Lamar are expensive to maintain, which makes the team barely able to pay the bills, having a hard time reaching the end of the month.
This went better after the streams started, but the additional exposure win them a lot of attention. Including better proposals of other teams.
Because not counting Madam Lamar, the three members of the Purple Bitch Squad, are Enrouted. In other words, potential powerhouses that are far from reaching their maximum potential.
"Hello my Purply-Pups!. Lidi-Di here. I know the last stream got viral. Thanks for that!. Still…". Lidia eyes divert to the comment section, seeing several times the same question.
However, it is not about the teams future and the rumors veiling their inevitable breakup. If not about the young man behind her.
"Is that the Six Start Porter?".
The question keeps flooding the comments, and the usual six hundred viewers at the start of their live, is now at 14K and rising.
She pouts cutely. *Oww!*. You are so mean!, the second surprise is already spoiled!". Lidia is not a newbie, and knows how to use the hype to her advantage.
"Second?".
"Yes Purply-Pups!. We had really good offers from other Teams, and as you may think due to the gossips and blogs. We are going separate ways. But to make our last trip as a Team. the Purple Bitch Squad decided to have a guest". Hoping, Lidia reaches N'Ïrk's side.
BL-Fangirl: "He is so edgy and handsome, do a close up!".
Mastur-Bait: "Is him!. He got almost the same score as «The claws of Rafner»".
User47: "Really?!. Aren't they like in the top 20 of Potential Starlets?".
Morgan_90: "No way that is real!. Same score as a Five Star Team?, you are delusional!".
Mastur-Bait: "He is a Six Star Porter".
Morgan_90"; "You really are retarded!. Porters are at maximum Four Stars".
Mastur-Bait: "That is the point Dog shit!. He is the only Six Star Porter because he hasn't turned 20".
"Purply-Pups!. Plis no heaties here, Okie?. Nissu!. Let's begin with the Interview!. First, I am Lidia Carey, Lidi-Di. I know is a bit rude to ask out of the blue, but we are going to delve in a Tier 4 Zone and we need to be a bit more open with our comrades. Right Mister Six Star Porter?".
"Indeed".
"Nissu!. I hope you don't mind talking about yourself and answering a few questions from the viewers".
"I agree under contract Lidia, so i will answer".
*Eingg*. "That is a bit too stiff".
BL-Fangirl: "Like his biceps".
Mastur-Bait: "Don't be so tamed, @BL-Fangirl. I bet he is really hard down there. I wish he could plug my exit right now. My rosebud is your's any time you want to take it Daddy!".
"Wow!. You have a hardcore fan already!. Congrats!". But only Madame Lamar can call me Lidia, the rest don't".
"Noted, Lidi-Di".
"Much better!. Can you do a little introduction?".
"Sure. My name is N'Ïrk Ignay'thus. I am a Six Star Porter and turned 20 years a few hours ago. So i suppose is more accurate to call me, a Six Star Enrouted, but that is yet to be approved by the Stealers. *Ahem*. Institute".
The comment section enters in a rampage, and the transmission has near 300K viewers plus some streamers joining and inflating the numbers furthermore.
"Thanks for the Ride with+60K Viewers Hardy-Patty and Robo-Cocco from Blondiers Squad!. The future Teammates of Sonny!. My third best tomboy friend!. Do you have a question for N'Ïrk?".
Robo-Cocco: "I visited the website and saw the posts on social media. What and why is there a part about Femboys?, Not like i am interested, just asking for a friend".
Lidia's mind overloads releasing actual steam from her eardrums and the top of her head. "F-Fe-Femboys?. Are you into that, N'Ïrk?!".
"I am not gay, if that is what you are asking Lidi-Di. But i am quite open minded. I mean. In war times, any hole is a trench. And the original post didn't have that clause. I lost a bet and change the advertisement".
*Oh!*. "That sounds like a juicy story!".
"Not really. I confused the Little Sister of «Harinder», for his Little brother".
"The leader of The claws of Rafner?. Harinder Rafner?. He doesn't have bro…". *Ohhh!*.
*Yep!*. "The siscon didn't like it a bit. So he challenged me, and i am quoting him, «If you cannot differ a lady from a sweaty man, you can accept a Femboy to entice you during our talks!». Long story short. I scored three points less than him. Though, i lend him some cartridges of ammo and a few grandes. So is kinda my own fault. But i am a man of word. And i do accept Femboys to smooth the vibe during a meeting. But as many would know. I adore curvaceous females, specially if they are Mature".
"L-Like Madame Lamar?".
N'Ïrk chuckles, winking an eye with a debonair smirk as he adjusts his backpack along preparing his Battle Rifle.
"Looks like we are delving, Purply-Pups!. Enjoy the show!".
N'Ïrk stands in front of the swirling multicolored vortex, seeing how is finally stabilized, creating out of thin air a frame of raw stone that increases until it becomes a small grassless hill with a hollow dark entrance.
Twelve drones fly in, activating the reflective panels in their structure. Concealing the sound and heat emanations with the energy barrier and active camouflage. Stealthily exploring the interior and sending feedback to the team's smartwatches.
At the other side, the vegetation is similar to a coniferous forest, and it's extension is around 200 square kilometers.
In the terrain, is easy to spot smoke columns, which belong to various camps within the perimeter of a palisade.
The inhabitants are «Rättens». Anthropoids with physical traits of a rat, malnourished and in the verge of famine. Or that is the norm.
Strangely. They are not showing signs of rickety, nor are their clothes primitive rags made from the tattered skins of dead animals…