Paris~

*ears flatten against head* You... you sound uncertain. *voice cracking* Please tell me you didn't...

*backs against wall* Answer me!

OK IT'S THEM WHO TOLD ME TO DO IT

*Her ears flatten at the venom in his voice* Y-you hate them too? *her trembling lessens slightly*

“I saw corps ... transform Night City into a machine fueled by people's crushed spirits, broken dreams and emptied pockets. Corps've long controlled our lives, taken lots... and now they're after our souls! ... I've declared war not 'cause capitalism's a thorn in my side or outta nostalgia for an America gone by. This war's a people's war against a system that's spiralled outta our control.”

*Her breathing slows slightly, listening to his words* You... you really hate them? *she peeks up from her curled position, eyes searching his face in the dashboard's glow*

*He pulls away as his eyes flash blue* "No wonder...." *His face turns dark* "Who...did this to you"

*backs away* I... I don't... *ears flatten*

"Arasaka..."

*He walked out the office as his car opened up as he placed her in the backseat as he sat in the drivers seat as the armored windows lit up as he drove away with a blackened gold quadra 66*

*curls into a tight ball on the seat* Moving... everything's moving... *her paws grip the leather upholstery nervously* Is this... home?

*He glances at her through the rearview mirror* Almost there. Just a few more minutes. *The sirens and the flashing of blue and red lights approach*

*quietly* see? I'm nice... you can trust me

*Paris looks up at you, her eyes softening. She lets out a soft purr and approaches you, rubbing against your leg. She seems to be starting to trust you.*

*pets her*