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Boston's sewer system is like any other city, insofar as to say that it has tunnels, and the contents in the bottom of those tunnels is like what comes out of people in every other city on earth. It's different in that it has large atriums, for reasons unbeknownst to myself, or, as it would seem, anybody else. Luckily enough for it's inhabitants, the homeless of boston that have not been eaten, grown wealthy, or died, these atriums are well built, and as such, the homeless have lost this title, and become the Sewermen, as they have small communities in the sewers, and are able to pack up and move in naught but an hour.
However bright and glorious this may seem, the sewer has it's darker side as well. Creatures frequently visit the sewers that are unable to wander into the daylight, and as such, the Sewer Communities have guards consistently posted, with makeshift weapons (I.e. Crossbows that fire sections of superheated rebars, super powered spear throwers etc.) to protect their unstable society beneath the city.

Leo looked at the man with concern. He was from the Undercity, but at this point all Leo cared about was whether or not he was of the church, and grafters usually weren't so Leo didn't mind him for now. "He should be here any minute...what hap-" At that point he was interupped by the young man the undercity folk were seeking, "It's a long story." Then he looked at the man who seemed to be in charge and asked. "Any word from your friend in the truck?"

As they walked Jester opened up the backpack and inspected the contents, everything was in order. Then he looked at Krathyx in a worried fashion, things were not going well for him today, But there was an upside to this. It was reopening communication between the Undercity and the Infoshop. That was a link that had been cut off for more then ten years now. It was getting to be long enough that both factions were forgetting why they'd had a falling out in the first place. Jester never knew, Leo who, as they walked, held the phone to his ear and listened to Gabriel, did know what had happened. But he wouldn't ever speak of it saying that it wasn't an important issue and that it didn't matter any more.

As quickly as he could, Leo climbed up the ladder onto twenty sixth street. Meanwhile Jester went through the bag again and pulled out the firearm within it, an old Glock, he made sure that the safety was on and then stuffed it into the back of his pants and followed Leo.

With Leo and Annie off to Vin's and Bobby taking the rest of the Infoshop regulars to clean out the back and basement of the shop so that it would no longer carry "dangerous" media. Jester was surrounded by only strangers. The only one he knew at all was Gabriel, and they had only met earlier that day. Jester withdrew into a shell. He got quite and even around all of these people, he was truely alone. As far as he new they were taking this prisoner of theirs to the Undercity. But he couldn't be sure.

As much as he hated the police of this city, this man personally had done nothing to him. Yet he couldn't help but loath him just the same. These were the people that killed his family. They drove him into a life of solitude, never showing his true self. They drove him into a state of being a lier and a cheat and a theif, and he would kill them all if he had to. Alone if that's what it called for. This man was going to die. Jester grinned.