#arasaka's red rabbit

[theviridianbunny]

POV: Arasaka's red rabbit is about to fry out your synapses

[heywoodvirgin]

First shots of mt dear @theviridianbunny Oc, the fantastic Arasaka’s red rabbit Viridian, even if Arasaka’s arms acted up and refused to be seen in my game lol 

[another-corpo-rat]

Run Rabbit Run

A little something for the lovely @theviridianbunny 💕💕 Thank you for trusting me with your darling girl! She was a blast to write 🥰

Jackie Welles/OC Summary: A simple job for Wakako almost paints a target on Viridian and Jackie's back.

She loses herself easily in the lines of codes. Old habits raise their heads; her fingers move quicker than she can think. Eyes darting back and forth, back and forth.

It’s taken longer than usual to spot the pattern, to follow the threads to the knot where she can pull it loose and the laptop’s systems open themselves up to her fully. This one has been full of dead-ends, starting her with an immediately impossible grid more often than naught.

The only constant has been the employee ID on the top left of the screen. Arasaka undoubtedly, but she didn’t make a habit of memorising them. Yet as she sits back, narrowing her eyes at that series of numbers, something about it strikes her as familiar. Dangerously so.

Her fingers pause in their relentless tapping of the keys, hovering over the board as the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. There’s no one behind her aside from Jackie, but she still glances over her shoulder just to be certain. She catches his concern when she does; it wasn’t often that she would stop in the midst of an ICE-break.

“You good, V?”

“I’m—” an easy lie almost slips off her tongue, she catches it between her teeth. “No.” She admits instead, quietly pleased with how easy honesty is with him. It wasn’t like pulling teeth anymore, she didn’t have to worry about him sheathing it like a knife to drive into her back.

But that was a paranoia eased around Jackie and him alone, one she was working to extend to others in her new life. It’s difficult, but she’s trying. Still, she can’t help but ask: “Did Wakako tell you who the client stole this from?”

His lips get that little thoughtful twist to them, one that holds her gaze as he pokes through memories. He’s not happy with what he grasps, she can see that in how those lips press tight before he speaks. “Some self-important corpo, think they had the name of a bird? Can’t ‘member for sure, but she was waxing lyrical ‘bout them being a symbol of luck or something.”

Lead settles in her stomach, the heavy weight threatening to urge her lunch upwards as a chill curdles her blood.

‘Always stay two steps ahead, my dear.’ A rasp of a voice croons, low in her ear, deep in her memory. It wasn’t too long ago, two years, maybe three, that she worked with that woman. Arasaka’s Red Rabbit was known for an efficient brutality, feared for it, but if there was one who could claim the podium for cruelty it was her.

Viridian had delighted in it at the time, having an equal in skill and ferocity. In working alongside another who spared no consideration for things like mercy or morality; there was no right and wrong, just what needed to be done and who they had to cut through to do it.

Two of a kind, sharks circling their hapless prey.

“Crane?” She chances, grasping desperately to the hope she’s wrong.

But Jackie’s eyes alight with recognition, clicking his fingers as he confirms her fear; “Crane! Yeah, that’s the one.”

The name doesn’t coax the same delight it once did, taunting her instead as she slams the laptop shut. He straightens at the action, the light in his eyes gone as his brow furrows. His hands reach for her but hover, palms up in a placating motion. “Cariño?” He says gently, “You know them?”

“I- I know her. I know—” The smell of burning flesh, met with a simple click of the tongue. A dying man’s screams faltering into little more than desperate, rattling croaks.

‘It smells quite a lot like bacon, doesn’t it?’ It was different when she was in the chair. It allowed her a distance, in and out. The rabbit never lingered in fields it set aflame.

But the viper relished, and it made the rabbit look upon the violence it had helped create.

“J-Jac, we- we can’t. If we do this and she finds out—” It would be a rage Viridian might be able to weather, but it’s not her that Crane would target. It’d be Mamá Welles and Pepe, or Viktor and Misty. They’d be the ones to pay the price, a hefty thing only paid in full when they lie dead.

And for what? Some outdated data? A shard of blackmail that’d achieve nothing?

It wasn’t worth it; no amount of eddies would be worth it.

She struggles to get that rationale out; the words sit on the tip of her tongue but refuse to press forward. Jackie knows her well, sees the desperation and rests his steadying hands on her shoulders. The weight of them is familiar, comforting.

“We’ll call Wakako,” he says simply, voice calm to ease her anxieties, “tell her we can’t crack the ICE and hand the thing back.”

And it’s— simple. A reasonable excuse as any, even if she knows Wakako will meet the news with her cutting disappointment. “But you said every gig was a step towards making it big, won’t this be a step back?”

“Eh, could be,” he shrugs but his eyes are warm and a calloused thumb gentle as he trails it across her golden cyberware, “but we’ve no chance of getting there if we piss off the wrong people too soon, y’know. Ain’t gonna hurt if we err on caution now and then.”

It eases her enough to quell that sickening lurch in her stomach. “Alright,” she breathes out, trying to will the tension through her away. It vanishes completely as Jackie smiles and draws her in, tucking her head below his chin.

It’s alright. They’ll be alright.

[lostinnightcity]

Entry 05: May 19, 2077 (水)

I definitely pushed myself too hard. I've had to spend most of the day sleeping, getting up only to eat or drink. My Kiroshis are spitting out red anomalies in my peripheral vision, I think even the implants want to leap out of my head and move on to greener pastures.

I decided I needed a makeover. I need to blend in if I'm going to avoid Arasaka's bloodhounds and if I'm to move about the underworld without people asking too many questions. Plus, every time I looked in a mirror I got scared of what I saw.

I copped a pink wig with bangs long enough to hide my scar. I look like I'm in Us Cracks. Picked up some kitch wear from a street vendor. Should've seen the gonk, he was tatted up in Tyger Claw marks but stuck to a wheelchair. Gave up his spine and didn't even have the eddies to buy himself new legs. Now he's stuck hawking knockoff tee shirts. I can't decide which of the two of us are worse off.

I needed to find Evelyn Parker, the doll who roped us into the busted heist job in the first place. Judy, despite her better judgement, tipped me off that she went to a dollhouse, Clouds, to let the smoke clear. I got in, managed to sneak my way into a meeting with the manager, but he sent me down a rabbit hole. Judy met up with me and we went into a nightmare together. Turns out Evelyn couldn't outrun her actions. Someone fried her implants with bad ICE. Then she got sent to the trash heap, ended up in some XBD hellhole. God, it was awful--I don't even want to think about what they did to her. At least it seems like she was out of it for the duration. We managed to find her, unbelievably, and snuck her back to Judy's place in Kabuki.

Evelyn's still unconscious. We were able to retrieve just a couple snippets of memory from her deck, which Judy fed to me as a BD. Whoever fried her chips hired her to get into Yorinobu's apartment and scout it out on virtu, probably as recon to steal the biochip themselves. Except Evelyn tried to fuck them over, just like she tried to cut out Dex. She should've known not to put her hand on the stove, the poor bitch. Her client, I think, is part of a gang in Pacifica--there was a lot of voodoo stuff and patois being spoken. Looks like Johnny and I are going to be making a field trip to the coastline. But first, I need to finish resting up. The whole Evelyn thing took two days, without sleep, barely eating or drinking. I need to monitor my body better. I'm still weak.

Oh yeah, one more thing: we found a cat. We, I say. I guess I'm starting to feel like I'm attached at the hip to this ancient motherfucker. Yeah, that's right, Johnny. I know you can see me writing this. Hell, you can probably hear me thinking it. I'm sure you'll show up in just a second to deliver some witty bromide.

Anyway, the note we found by her food bowl said she's named Nibbles. Must be one of the strays the city introduced to take care of vermin. She seems rather picky. I like her.

[thedevilinherself]

Thanks for the tag @wingdeer ! I’m always happy to explore my OC’s. Thank you for this opportunity. 

I’m tagging @heywoodvirgin @nightcringey @norafike @dragons-are-better @disgracefulmaryjane @fatvivienne @kasyana-chan @steelphoto and anyone else who wants to 

(I’m putting my first girl under here but my others will be under the cut so that it doesn’t clog y’all,s feeds)

general

Name: Virginia

Alias(es): V 

Gender: female

Age: 28

Birth: February 29th though she’s not sure

Place of Birth: Utah badlands

Hometown: none (nomad)

Spoken Languages: English, Spanish

Sexual Preference: straight

Occupation: Whatever she can get

appearance

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color: ginger

Height: 5’9”

Scars: small ones all over

favorite

Color: Black, red, green

Hair Color: red, black

Eye Color: blue

Song: banjo music (Jackie calls it her hillbilly music)

Food: Sushi

Drink: Whiskey

have they

Passed University: no

Had Sex: yes

Had Sex in Public: yes

Gotten Pregnant: yes

Kissed a Boy: yes

Kissed a Girl: no

Gotten Tattoos: no

Gotten Piercings: yes. (ears and nipples)

Been in Love: Yes

Stayed Up More Than 24 Hours: many times

are they

A Virgin: nope

A Cuddler: absolutely

A Kisser: oh yes. Hide your husbands when she gets drunk.

Scared Easily: no

Jealous Easily: 50/50

Trustworthy: yes

Dominant: Can be

Submissive: leans that way

In Love: yes as much as it scares her

Single: yes (but only till Jackie gets his head out of his ass and breaks up with Misty)

random questions

Have They Harmed Themselves: yes. Her thighs

Thought of Suicide: yes

Attempted Suicide: yes, several times

Wanted To Kill Someone: often

Have/ Had a Job: nothing “official”

Have any Fears: Falling in love again/losing someone she loves/cockroaches

family

Sibling(s): no

Parent(s): she must have at one point but she never knew them

Children: Yes (deceased)

Significant Other: “husband” (deceased), Jackie Welles (again, when he gets his head out of his ass)

Pets: Dum Dum

general

Name: Verna

Alias(es): V

Gender: female

Age: 33

Birth: November 6th

Place of Birth: Kittery, Maine

Hometown: none (nomad)

Spoken Languages: English

Sexual Preference: bi

Occupation: merc/ Arasaka test project

appearance

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color: ginger

Height: 5’7”

Scars: none (with her new body)

favorite

Color: Red, Gold, Silver

Hair Color: anything bold

Eye Color: dark

Song: anything Samurai or indie rock

Food: noodles

Drink: Wine

have they

Passed University: no

Had Sex: yes, a lot 

Had Sex in Public: yes, a lot

Gotten Pregnant: no

Kissed a Boy: yes

Kissed a Girl: yes

Gotten Tattoos: yes

Gotten Piercings: yes. (ears and nipples)

Been in Love: Yes

Stayed Up More Than 24 Hours: many times

are they

A Virgin: no, then yes, then no again

A Cuddler: not really

A Kisser: loves makeouts, but not not frequent casual pecks

Scared Easily: no

Jealous Easily: no

Trustworthy: no

Dominant: yes

Submissive: can be

In Love: That’s the question, isn’t it

Single: no, (married to Oda)

random questions

Have They Harmed Themselves: no

Thought of Suicide: no

Attempted Suicide: no

Wanted To Kill Someone: often

Have/ Had a Job: yes, many

Have any Fears: stillness

family

Sibling(s): no

Parent(s): yes, but she ran away when she was 13

Children: no

Significant Other: Sandayu Oda (husband)

Pets: none

general

Name: Jessica Morgan

Alias(es): Bunny, less commonly Rabbit (only Johnny calls her that)

Gender: female

Age: 30

Birth: January 1st, 1993

Place of Birth: Jackson, Mississippi 

Hometown: Jackson, Mississippi

Spoken Languages: English, 

Sexual Preference: bi

Occupation: musician, member of Samurai

appearance

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: black roots, faded red dye

Height: 5’9”

Scars: a few small one’s here and there

favorite

Color: pink, purple

Hair Color: black

Eye Color: brown

Song: Chippin’ in

Food: burger

Drink: Vodka

have they

Passed University: dropped out

Had Sex: yes

Had Sex in Public: yes

Gotten Pregnant: no

Kissed a Boy: yes

Kissed a Girl: yes

Gotten Tattoos: yes, a lot of cheep ones, but her most important one is a bunny on her hip she got because her best friend, Kerry,  always called her Bunny

Gotten Piercings: yes. several on her face, ears, nipples, and more private places.

Been in Love: Yes

Stayed Up More Than 24 Hours: many times

are they

A Virgin: nope

A Cuddler: Who do you think Kerry learned it from

A Kisser: again, the woman that taught Kerry Eurodyne

Scared Easily: only with ghost stories

Jealous Easily: completely

Trustworthy: no

Dominant: sometimes

Submissive: rarely

In Love: with Johnny and Kerry

Single: yes because Johnny is a slut and Kerry is afraid of his feelings

random questions

Have They Harmed Themselves: yes

Thought of Suicide: yes

Attempted Suicide: yes, Kerry had to talk her down

Wanted To Kill Someone: yes

Have/ Had a Job: Just Samurai

Have any Fears: being alone

family

Sibling(s): no

Parent(s): mom and dad, wholesome upbringing

Children: no

Significant Other: Johnny Silverhand and Kerry Eurodyne (both off and on)

Pets: none

[thirstyforred]

Wild Hungover ‘77 OCs & Lore 3/??

Corporations are what makes the Night City - they are its heart, bones, flesh, and blood. The Avera Group crept into NC's complicated landscape of corporate life unexpected and uninvited. They deal mostly in what they like to call nuclear security, even though details they shave with the public are vague at best. But Avera brought also their weapons, solos, and greedy CEOs.

ok i was supposed to just write about my corporats, but as you will see i just found all my notes on the corporation itself [rats fav environment] and there was actually more details than i initially expected, and also i wanted to double-check some of the things that inspired it, so i went into the rabbit hole that's wiki as well and got few new ideas from there :p

Avera Group is one of the old corporations - launched soon after the WWII in XX century it kept evolving through the years, expanding, merging, changing names. But the main interest always remained the same - the nuclear energy

the conglomerate consists of the main shareholder - Avera, originally based in France - and smaller companies that create Avera'a nuclear fuel chain - mining uranium, enriching it, maintaining the power plants, and in the end, disposing of waste - of course, that's not all that Avera Group does

there's the transportation sector - developing fast mass-city transport for European and African megacities

military equipment - firearms, drones, and vehicles, all used exclusively by Avera paramilitary security forces

mentioned security force AEGIS, that maintains the security of mining sites, power plants, Avera properties of the high profile, as well as similar sites they're hired to protect belonging to other companies or governments

as well as bioengineering and cyberware - after buying out Monsanto in 2043, along with all their patents, properties and projects developed since the foundation of the company

one of the main scandals Avera was in the center of was the contamination of over 8000 sq miles of ground in eastern Nevada in 2050s - Avera was loaned to closed 20 years ago open-pit copper mine by the other European mining corporation, where Avera planned to store the nuclear waste - the story broke when the locals discovered the abnormal levels of radiation. Since then the area was abandoned by the inhabitants and Avera, after winning the lawsuit, continued using the empty mine

over the years there were many stories about Avera Group founding terrorists' organizations or providing them with WMDs, but none of the claims were supported by actual proofs

in 2061 Arasaka filed a lawsuit against Avera - according to Arasaka they were victims of corporate espionage and Avera did steal their projects of the new line of assault rifles. The case was officially unsolved but boards of directors of both companies came to some sort of understanding - Avera moved their main headquarters from the Night City back to Paris, and Arasaka shelved projects of that weapons line

in 2069 after the loud murder of the majority of Avera board members, the new CEOs, Sidonia Kalata and Tristan Orano, returned to the Night City

AEGIS signed a contract with NCPD to support their Psycho Squads - this was meet with outcry from citizens of NC, some of the officers of NCPD, and even representatives of Arasaka - because of that Avera Group became the object of NCPDs investigation

Avera was also one of the biggest sponsors of the CyberOlimpics '70 in Night City

the very same year a video featuring AEGIS strike forces leaked on social media, on the vid Avera employees, identified only as squad Kopis, were seen attacking unarmed personnel of a research facility belonging to an unknown company. but because of the similarities in look between one of the AEGIS soldiers and the drummer of Red Riders public focused on that and Avera Group didn't actually see any drop in stocks

during riots in Night City in winter '71/72 AEGIS assisted NCPD with fighting in rioters, which would have turned into open urban war if not for AEGIS leader, Smith ignoring official orders and joining forces with terrorist group Ascalon Club, supplied with weapons produced by Avera

after killing over 200 protesters Avera Group was forced to either dissolve AEGIS and hand over all information on Ascalon Club they possess or leave the Nigth City

by the end of summer '74 Avera Group closes all of their offices in NC and moves their capital out of the city, causing an economical crisis and growth of homelessness by almost 300%

[theviridianbunny]

♥️🐰♥️

Taking part in @starsandskies kinktober ! - this fashion drawing is for prompt number 9 - blindfolds. I’m sure Viridian’s holomask could double up as a blindfold under the right circumstances 🤭👀💖

[theviridianbunny]

YEAR ZERO IN THE CITY OF DREAMS

2070 - Age 23, Viridian was deep within one of the loneliest periods of her life. She had outgrown life in London and realised very quickly that it was time for her to move on. Packing her life up- she moved to Night City, and transfered over to the local Arasaka HQ... In time, the brutal netrunner would make a name for herself. Arasaka's Red Rabbit.

[theviridianbunny]

NETWATCH'S ACCOUNTS OF ARASAKA'S RED RABBIT - JANUARY 11TH 2075

After an encounter with the netwatch agent Bryce Mosley- secrets are bought out into the light. Viridian must re-live a part of her past she tried so hard to run from. She must re-live the trauma and angush of being held in the jaws of the viper. Viridian centric emotional hurt and little comfort fic- featuring Victoria Crane, who belongs to @another-corpo-rat (thank you for trusting me with your beloved evil corpo rat~) This fic is intended for mature readers (18+ please!) fic can under the cut - or can be found at my A03 here

“Mercenaries are leaving- they’ve joined the team… so, be nice. Don’t want any problems” Bryce spoke on coms to a fellow agent- then cutting the connection.  

Turning to the pair of mercs. The ex valentino and a brutal netrunner…  Jackie welles and Viridian Miller.

“Good luck to the both of you. Got a feeling we’ll be seeing each other soon…”

As the pair went  to leave the cinema -  Viridian heard Bryce cough- like he was trying to peak her attention.  She turned back to him- as he spoke - there was this gleam in his eyes- the ambient lighting catching at his keiroshi 5 implants

“Just one last thing…Viridian, are you as brutal as you were in your days at arasaka?”  

Bryce watched how Viridian’s turned on the balls of her heels. Her body language shifted oh so slightly- how her cybernetic hand reached her face- digging at a patch of skin on her jaw. 

"I  don't know what you're talking about-" she questioned- raising an eyebrow. 

 "oh really?" He asks - coldly.  He raised a cybernetic hand and snapped his fingers. 

The looping cowboy movie on the silver screen stuttered to a stop - flickering and almost ripping apart- several SYSTEM ERROR warnings popping up over and over. 

With another snap of his fingers the screen changed to CCTV footage.  

The footage was paused-  In the top right corner the arasaka logo is in bold. The time stamp reads 23:27 - the date- January 11th 2075.  

"This may refresh your memory - little rabbit "  his voice is almost coy- cocky.  

The netwatch agent snapped his fingers for the final time - and the CCTV played.  

The blood in Viridian’s veins ran cold. There was  nothing she could do now- unable to cut the recording - her internal ram frozen and depleted.  Her eyes met with Bryce’s and Viridian scowled.  She knew all too well  what was coming - she looked away - across to Jackie. His eyes were fixed on the screen. 

“Victoria Crane sends her regards” Bryce spoke over the hum of cctv static.  

He smiled and watched the colour drain from the netrunners face.  

–

2075 was the year of Viridian’s downfall - her smoke out of Arasaka. The year she realised just how she could snap.  Having been held in the vipers jaws for too long- Arasaka’s red rabbit finally broke free and fought back.  

What Viridian called “ the final nail in the coffin” happened After a six hour deep dive into the net. 

On January 11th 2075 , after a data  breach …. In the depths of the web-  they were sifting through data to fish for intel.  

Two of Arasaka’s best netrunners surfaced from the dive-  Viridian Miller,  the brutally efficient red rabbit, and Victoria Crane, the Viper, - Adam Smasher’s personal runner.

Golden optics pierced Viridian’s soul as she jacked out of her chair- feeling her college's piercing gaze over her..  Victoria Crane was so much taller than Viridian-  caramel skin melding with golden chrome.   A white - snakeskin embossed netrunning suit covered the majority of Victoria’s chrome.  Her gilded neck and forearms were the only visible gold- that shone so magnificently under the red lighting of the netrunners alcove.  

“I’m surprised you managed to keep up with me” Victoria poked. 

“What do you mean?”  Viridian asked - her gaze availing Victoria’s as she spoke- turning from the older woman as she stood from her chair.  

Victoria tilted her head- looking at the smaller woman as if she were dumb. She smiled ever so slightly as she pulled off her oculeset, standing , the older woman placed it down on her chair.    Stretching out her arms and neck. Her cybernetics gleaned in the light. She watched like a hawk as Viridian slung her lover's bomber jacket over her shoulders.   As Viridian reached into the inside pocket for her cigarette case- Their eyes met for just a moment as Victoria spoke. 

“Oh- You just seemed distracted before we began.” Victoria continued.  “You’ve been spending a lot of time with Valentino brute-” 

“He has a name Vic- His name is Jackie- and he’s not a brute-” Viridian cut in- inbetween grabbing a cigarette from the case . 

She furrowed her brow as she shut the case with a clack - and delicately placed it back into her pocket.  Viridian placed the neatly rolled cigarette behind her ear- to smoke once she was outside.  

Jackie was due to meet her in half an hour.   She had to get going soon. It was date night for the couple. Jackie was due to meet her- they’d have a quick smoke and then they’d catch the metro to heywood. They’d grab buck-a-slice pizza and hang out- have a cosy time together.  

“Oh really? Well he sure looks like one” Victoria laughed. Taking joy in watching Viridian’s fuse grow shorter and shorter.  

“Well he’s not. He’s not a brute. Jackie Welles is the kindest man I know”  she protested.  

Viridian watched as Victoria rolled her eyes

“Oh, 'you can lie to yourself all you want, little rabbit, but it won't change the fact that he likely doesn't even have two brain cells to rub together” 

A smile twisted onto the golden netrunner’s lips

 “Is that what you want? A dullard so you appear smarter than you actually are?” She asked,  stalking closer to Viridian. 

Sharp toothed smile over her lips as she reached to her. ... Taking a lock of the younger woman’s teal hair and tucking it behind her ear- Victoria’s cold golden fingers hovering for a microsecond before slowly tracing the smaller woman’s jawline. 

“I wonder what the man sees in you… with all this“  Victoria’s voice was as cold as her fingertips-  that Intentionally pressed down on the raw patch of acne that Viridian tried so hard not to pick at.

Victoria saw the panic rise in Viridian’s eyes as she pulled herself away from the taller woman- but found herself backed against one of the walls of the alcove.  The red lighting seemed all the brighter as Victoria closed herself in.

Viridian was trapped. 

“You do know you’re dealing with street scum, rabbit…  Valentino men don’t bother with women like you ”

“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about- what do you even mean by saying women like me-?!” She spoke- trying to project her voice.

“You know what I’m talking about, don’t be dumb.”  Her weight shifted as she slid her metal fingers down Viridian’s jaw for a final time. Removing her hand- her gaze softened as she spoke her next words.

“You’re a prude, a stuck up virgin. I’m surprised that tower of a man hasn’t fucked you into his whore and then left you to rot-. ”

As Victoria opened her mouth to continue prying her colleague- viridian cut against her.  Sharp- like the edge of a mantis blade.

Through gritted teeth grit and sharp exhale, viridian spoke with determination. Though Victoria could see the panic behind the mask. 

“Firstly- Jackie is not like that- he would never do that. -  Se-secondly- You have no right to talk to me like this Victoria- you have NEVER had the right to. “  she took a quick breath .

 “You have no right or place to comment on the relationships I have formed with others- You need to respect me- you need to respect my friends and the people I have in my life, you need to respect the relationships I have formed with others-..- for fucks sake open your mind to the idea that- I don’t know-  maybe some people don’t want to whore themselves out like yo— ” 

A golden hand clutched Viridian’s jaw- craning her head up and back. 

“What was that last part?” Anger could be heard in her voice.

“You. heard. me. But- I’ll say it again- seeing as you’re that old- '' viridian struggled under Victoria’s grip.    “you’re probably losing your hearing- -” she choked as Victoria’s grip tightened as she spat out that remark

“Maybe- some people don’t want to whore themselves out like you do- you know that getting into people’s pants isn’t the only way to make a deal-”

Viridian was cut off by her head being slammed into the wall behind her- a slam not hard enough to cause blunt force trauma- but hard enough to shock-

Victoria forced eye contact with Viridian as she spoke her next words.

“Tell me, Viridian. Tell me, what have you ever done to be worthy of my respect”

Her grip tightened.

“Go on, Tell me,- little rabbit.” she geered. 

Viridian’s kiorshi optics flickered. She reached for the knife strapped to the inside of her bomber. A gift from Jackie. Without stopping to think,  she broke free of Victoria’s grip and threw herself at the taller woman. Knocking her against one of the towering server blocks. Sparks flying and circuits breaking- 

An animalistic - guttural cry escaping the teal haired netrunner.  Something inside her had snapped. 

“You’d like to know what I’ve done-?”  Viridian’s voice strained and broke-

The knife in Viridian’s cybernetic hand cut into Victoria’s cheek.  Ripping through her perfect skin- cutting deep. It stayed static for a millisecond before it dragged deep through Victoria’s skin. 

Blood oozed to the surface of the cut- out over - down Victoria’s skin.   Victoria fought Viridian off of her- but it was no use- it just made the red rabbit madder. 

“This is what I’ve done.” She screamed.  “This is what I’ve fucking done Victoria” her voice quivering .  

Viridian’s heart was racing - adrenaline and fear rushing through her veins- pushing her on.  

Pin prick tears formed in her eyes as she watched the knife rip through flesh. 

She wanted this to hurt.  She wanted Victoria to bleed.

Viridian wanted the years of anguish and torment to be thrown back to Victoria. 

“This may not earn your respect- but it’s showing you I am no longer afraid. “ Viridian twisted the knife as it met the edge of Victoria’s lip.  “I am no longer afraid to get my hands dirty or bloody”  was all she spoke as she quickly drew the knife from Victoria’s skin. 

She spat in Victoria’s face. Then she spoke once again.

“I’m no longer allowing you to step over me- it’s all you’ve done for years.”

Bracing herself- backing away- shucking off her lover’s bomber jacket- hearing how leather and the metal of her emerald green cigarette case hit the floor.  A number of menthol scented cigarettes rolled all over the tiled flooring.  

She watched as Victoria wiped the spit from her face,- one shining hand applying pressure to the gaping wound-  gold and red melding to make such a horrible masterpiece. 

The red rabbit never stood a chance-  as the viper bore its fangs. 

“Congratulations Viridian” Victoria hissed- -  she looked utterly horrifying under the red ambient lighting. Usually a picture of elegance and beauty - the mask was peeling- the monster finally coming into the light.  

 “you’re finally capable of the barest fucking necessity of working here-”  her voice shook as a manic grin plastered her face “ oh my sweet little rabbit- I’m so so proud” these words laced with anger- malice .  

The smile turned into a snarl as Victoria took her colleague by the neck and slammed her into the side of one of the netrunning chairs- winding the smaller netrunner.  A golden fist then collided with her nose- 

An audible crunch could be heard over the ambient machinery humming-  Victoria had broken Viridian’s nose. 

“You mother fuc-fucker” Viridian swore- 

Victoria laughed. She marvelled at the pain she caused Viridian as she gasped-  Hearing how Viridian’s breath rasped over the sound of machinery. She was s o blinded by onset rage that she failed to notice the knife still gripped in Viridian's hand… 

In desperation- with brute force and ignorance - Viridian swung the knife into Victoria’s side and dragged down-  She didn’t care how shallow or how deep this cut was- she just needed to get one final blow.   

As she pulled the knife out of Victoria’s side-  she dropped it to the floor - Viridian felt the panic finally set in as she scrambled to her feet and felt the blood drip from her nose.  The cry that came out of her mouth was inhuman, as the reality of what she had done kicked in. 

Trying to focus on anything- she locked onto the sound of heavy booted foot steps - then the sound of the net running room door opening. 

Then finally- the Saka soldiers and their guns pointed at the two net runners. 

Viridian was cuffed and taken by gun point to be treated as an animal going to slaughter.

  –---

“Shit-” the teal haired merc swore under her breath.  The CCTV footage playing before her and Jackie cycled on a loop.  She heard Bryce snap his fingers and a new window opened-  the cinema screen splitting.  One half still played the cctv footage- the other showed  a trauma team medical template.  Medical illustrations of Victoria Crane’s injuries.   X Rays and clinical photography showed the extent of the damage Viridian had caused her old colleague.  

Viridian almost threw up in her mouth at the sight of the gaping open scars. For a split second- Viridian thought she could still smell the iron in the air.  Her body language tense as she turned away from the cinema screen.  Having not  seen Victoria since that day- she never truly realised the damage she had caused her.   She swallowed down what bile had come up- and glared at the netwatch agent.  

“Why are you showing me this-” she choked.  

The corners of the netwatch agent’s mouth turned up into this sly smile.  

“The viper wanted me to remind you just what you did to her….”   He stood from the table ledge he leant against and stalked closer to the teal haired netrunner.   

“Think of this as a greeting. She’ll be in touch soon…  I’m just the messenger here….”  

Viridian took two paces back as took out her pistol - aiming it at the taller man.   

“You take one step closer to me and i’ll put this bullet right between your eyes”

“Is that a threat?”

“What the fuck do you do you think-?!” Viridian cocked the gun - finger over the trigger.  

Visibly shaking now- Viridian’s breathing quickened - she felt her lover’s hand over her shoulder- pulling her back.  His other hand clutching at the pistol- Viridian automatically releasing the grip - almost submitting into the motion. 

“It’s not worth it Viri-” His gaze not on his love- but still to the cinema screen - “Come on,  let’s get out of here” His tone… unreadable to the netrunner.

She glared at her love- then to Bryce.  Biting the inside of her lip- she shucked herself free of Jackie’s hold and took one last look at the netwatch agent- before she paced as fast as she could out of the back room of the cinema.

Being  unable to read Jackie’s tone only made things worse for Viridian… Was he upset? Was he angry? Did he think his beloved was this vile monster for what she had done to her old colleague?  Viridian  couldn’t tell!!  

The trailing anxiety spiral was cut short by the feeling of  bile coming up the back of her throat again.   

Viridian threw up into the nearest empty bin she could find. Eyes screwed shut - coughing and choking.  Opening her eyes and averting her vision to the bile inside the trash can- the acidic smell and foul taste in her mouth knocking her for six.   She tried to stand back up straight- but one wrong move had her doubled over again. The content of her stomach empty- the netrunner dry heaved in between trying to breathe

At that moment she really did feel like she was going to die.  That was until she felt a large hand softly placed between her shoulder blades- rubbing gently.

Once she was able to stand up again- Viridian faced away from Jackie- unable to make eye contact the pair quickly made their way out of the mall.

Viridian stumbling and losing her footing- almost falling until Jackie caught her.

“Sit with me V-” 

The two sat down on the curb side - Viridian’s eyes to the tarmac of the empty car park.  Her attention peaked by the sound of leather and metal shucking - moving-.  She looked to Jackie- who had taken off his bomber - and was now offering it to his lover.  Viridian’s silent reply came as a subtle nod.  

The weight of Jackie’s bomber over her shoulders felt like such a comfort. Like returning home to a warm meal on a bitterly cold day.

“Thought you’d wanna wear it-” he offered his hand to Viridian - who took it and squeezed tightly “know it helps ground you…” 

Viridian nodded again- Jackie feeling how her fingers brushed and fiddled against one of his golden rings…

The two stayed sitting together - not saying words- just decompressing . 

Jackie was the one to break the silence as the sun began to set.  Letting go of Viridian’s grip- he reached to the pocket of his jacket- still draped over Viridian’s shoulders.  He grabbed the golden etched lighter and a pack of smokes from the pocket.  

“It’s ok if you don’t wanna talk about it…. But how long did you put up with that bullshit from Vic?” He asked softly- shucking the carton to grab a smoke- offering the pack to his girl.  

Viridian shook her head at the offer of a cigarette- pursing her lips.

“I-…” she began- involuntarily reaching to her jaw and starting to pick at the skin-  “I think it was… near enough five years Jac- I-… I thought I was finally free of her- but-… I thought wrong…”

The smell of Jackie’s menthol cigarette assaulting her nose- she scrunched her nostrils and wafted the smoke away from her.

“Can you put that out please?” She asked abruptly. Normally viridian did not mind the smell of menthol smoke- but at this moment it made her want to throw up again. 

“Yeah sure-” Jackie snuffed his cigarette out on the curb side and threw it into the empty car park.  He felt viridian slump herself against his shoulder - Jackie instinctively pulling her closer and holding her waist with one of his hands.. slowly massaging in small soft circles through leather and the tough fabric of her  net running suit.

Viridian stayed quiet for what felt like an eternity- before her composure began to break- a quiet sob- which then grew louder and louder- her body tensing up as each breath felt like she was in hailing chlorine. 

“I —- fucking hell- fucking hell- fu-fuck-fucking hell-... I-I’m nev-nevvv-never gonna be free of her Jac-” her voice was rushed and panicked. A frail cry escaped her- she was like a wounded animal.

Jackie held her closer.  He noticed how  Viridian balled her cybernetic hand into a tight fist as she struggled to get her words out.  

Trying again to speak- but her words just wouldn’t come out- she grit her teeth- screwing her eyes shut and punching herself in the leg-  as she went in for another punch- Jackie’s hand took hold of her balled fist. The hold was tight - but not in a threatening way. 

“Hurting yourself ain’t making things better Viridian -” his thumb brushing over metal and chrome.  

“Come on- deep breaths with me …” he spoke softly as he let go of Viridian’s balled fist - and watched it, open like a blooming flower. Taking her hand in his - he felt her pain, her anguish and heartbreak.

Jackie breathed in deeply- Prompting for viridian to mimic the pattern- albeit stuttered and unsteady- they breathed together- even as Viridian cried. She pressed herself up against Jackie’s bicep and broad shoulders.

 Everything felt like it was falling apart. Her composure finally broke into thousands of tiny pieces, as the sun set and the night drew cold.  

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for the first time in years - the red rabbit stood equal to the viper.

Victoria belongs to @another-corpo-rat !

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ARASAKA'S RED RABBIT - JACKET (SECOND ATTEMPT)

So - I Finally got my butt in gear and fixed the decal errors on Viridian's jacket from her arasaka days !! (first attempt can be found here) - I hope to create another version of this - Once I have a better understanding of modding (maybe using an edgerunner jacket as the base next time!!) - But fot now - I am looking forward to photographing her red rabbit persona in this jacket ~ ♡＾▽＾♡

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Date night: corpo style <3

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🔻The netwatch agent and araska's red rabbit🔻

Oтменяй (CANCEL) - X

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ARASAKA'S RED RABBIT - late night netrunning

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Complete Domination - X

aka: traipsing through the waters of the deep web... playing around with lighting and colours.. also custom locations in AMM - really like these shots ^_^

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A secret meeting