Out of the Woodwork (06-22-2022)

## Arthur’s Bay, Camelot [06-22-2022]

“God I can’t stand her,” Crown says as he takes a big gulp of soda. Royal chimes in, “She’s a nutcase if you ask me. Racist too.” Tsar added on, “Like who cares if Arch is a Freeperson? That shit’s so weird.” They all sit at a booth at a bar with their Advisor Malik King, who’s also sitting with them. Malik listens to their conversation about Heralda Smith and says, “I still find it weird that she’s gotten so much support, you know? CACG approval rates are around 80% and higher. And somehow she’s winning the public opinion so far. Have people really felt this way for so long?” Crown argues, “It’s probably old conservative fucks that have been dying to show their bigotry for years. I’m pretty sure the younger people are for us. Hell, just saw some kids that roleplayed as the Roundtable Council not too long ago.”

The four continue to talk more, while the other members of the In and Out unit converse across the bar. Later on, a group of bikers walk into the bar. They’re rugged, and in their late 40s and 50s. They all sit at the bar table and converse with each other. One becomes a bit too loud and Tsar overhears their conversation. “That Smith woman is really something. She’s not afraid to speak her mind. That Director guy is definitely trouble. His entire race is. Freepeople. More like Freeloaders. Living off our benefits while they sit and do nothing.” Tsar shouts across and says, “That’s rich coming from the people that sat on our land while we were whipped, beaten, and killed for our resources.” The bikers direct their attention to their booth. Tsar stares them down. Crown, Royal, and Malik look concerned as the tension rises. The biker replies, “All you people were good for was your work ethic, but now you all sit around and increase the population.”

“We’ve developed nonrenewable energy solutions years ahead of Camelot. We also make more money than you. So who’s really slacking?”

“This is what I’m talking about. You people always want things handed to you cause you do one thing you’re proud of. Typical Freeloaders.”

Tsar gets up and gets in the bikers’ face, who also doesn’t back down. “Your next few words better be good. For your sake.” The biker takes a swig of beer and says slowly, “Or what, Freedomwhore?” Tsar grabs the biker and hits him with a right hook. The biker falls over and lands flat on the ground. The other seven bikers get up and attempt to swarm Tsar, but he knocks out another before he’s grabbed. They begin to punch him in the abdomen and begin shouting slurs. Crown, Royal, and Malik all get up and rush to help. Crown decks a few and frees Tsar from their grasp. Three of them gang up on Royal and begin saying disgusting things to her while trying to grab her. She responds by kicking one in the crotch and jabbing another’s throat. She sweeps them all to the floor with her leg and begins curb stomping the one she kicked in the crotch. She then walks away to help Crown and Tsar while stomping over the third biker in the stomach. Malik jumps on the last biker, who is the largest and begins laying in on his face. The biker throws Malik across the bar and he crashes into a booth, breaking it. The other agents of the unit tag in and they all swarm the large biker. Tsar, Crown, and Royal grab a hold of him and take turns beating every part of his body. The large biker struggles to break free but eventually falls unconscious to the amount of hits he took. They all stop and let him go. Crown runs over to Malik and shouts, “Dr. King! Are you alright?” Malik responds while being helped up, “I’ve been thrown around way worse than that. I’m fine.” He looks at the mess and then pulls out his checkbook. He goes up to the bartender and writes a check for a few thousand dollars. He says as he gives the check to the Bartender, “Sorry about that. Hopefully this will be enough.” The Bartender replies with, “Yeah. It’s no problem anyways. These guys were basically asking for it. No harm done.”

“We’ll take our leave now. We’ll also pulls these guys out as well.”

“Thanks Doc. Have a good day.”

“You as well. Alright everyone, let’s go.”

The agents pull out the bikers and say goodbye to the bartender. Tsar looks away and apologizes, “I got too upset. I should’ve kept a cool head.” Malik pats him on the shoulder and responds, “I would’ve done the same. People like that usually deserve a good punch or two.” Crown and Royal agree and they all head back to GEO-7, laughing about the whole situation.