Fists Over Minds - PT8 (Patreon)

"What do you MEAN it's over?!" Kim yelled at the receptionist at the exhibition hall.

 "What? Did everyone just fucking quit on the spot?!" She folded her arms. Pouting.

"And I still haven't found Yui...Don't tell me she missed the whole damn thing!"

She strolled back outside at a loss for what to do next, lookin up and down the street for any ideas to suddenly pop out.

Fortune quickly smiled upon the tall redhead as she spotted guards moving metallic cylinders into trucks not too far from the building, she tilted her head with an eyebrow raised.

"Interesting..."

Stuffing her hands into her pockets, she walked towards the alleyway, casually plopping herself against the wall as the truck drove out. As the gate was closing she slunk around and entered the alleyway. 

Calling out to the labcoat-wearing man. "Yo!"

The man was startled, quickly closing the door into the building as Kimberly stalked closer to him.

 "Y-You shouldn't be here! This is a restricted area! How did you get past the gate!?"

Kim turned her head, pointing to the still-closing gate with her thumb. 

"Slow-ass hydraulics. ANYWAY..." She walked along the alley, examining the piping and tubes, along with the boxes they were being kept in. 

"What are you doing with all this shit?"

"Uhhh, renovations?!"

"Mhm...this shit looks ready for a modern-day building. Not something that was built in the ancient times..." She wanted to sound cool but she really should've listened to her high school history lessons. 

"You've got tech here for DAYS."

The man quickly tried to open the door once more before Kim slammed it shut, pinning the scientist to it. 

"Now, I'm going to ask once and if you value your bones remaining how they are. You'll answer honestly. What are you doing with this shit?!" She snarled, causing the man to whimper.

"B-Blackwatch is moving out an experimental 'recruitment' scheme! E-Each fighter w-was judged to see who'd make the best... L-loyal soldiers!"

Kim rolled her eyes. "Cool. Next, you're going to let me inside."

"I-I can't do that!"

"Well...Yes, yes you can”

"No! I mean! I won't do that!"

"...Yeah you will." She grabbed his lanyard and pulled him close to her, wrenching one of his arms behind his back as she pushed him into the scanner to unlock the door, holding his other hand out to it as the door clicked open, pushing the man through the door, she walked inside the makeshift 'offices'

The scientist scrambled up to his feet and ran through the hallway, calling for guards who rounded the corner, pulling their batons out, smirking as they approached her. 

"This bitch is trying to give us trouble? She didn't even score that well..." One guard spoke. "No matter. Instead of a soldier, we could use the mascot." he laughed, swinging his baton overhead before being met with a hard elbow to the face, knocking the arrogance straight out of him as he tumbled to the ground.

“What the fu-”

“Oh? Did that not appear on your little data sheet or whatever the fuck you're using? I only started learning BJJ last year, but for the last 20 years? I've been kickboxing non stop!”

The redhead smirked as the other guard pulled his partner to his feet, their smug attitude evaporated, she took the chance to grab a cup from a nearby table, tossing it into the nearest guards face before rushing the other as she started fighting her way inwards, hoping to find Minako.