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As soon as Roman entered his motel room, he walked to the back of the room, near his computer, and grabbed a bottle of aged wine from the top self of the cabinet, popped open the cap, drank some of it, sat down in his computer chair, and watched some pirated TV shows.
"Hmm, I already went sightseeing In cyberpunk, which reminds me of some of one thing I did."
-Flashback-
Roman went to tons of different, guns stores, pharmacys, alcohol and food stores, ripperdocs, and car dealerships, buying out their whole stock. He then drove to shanty towns all across Night City's surrounding suburbs, in an nomad type truck, capable of holding a lot of people, gathering up homeless people, by giving them the stuff they need to survive.
"Why are you doing this?" One homeless person, in the last shanty town, spoke up, In suspicion, as nobody do any thing in Night City, without a goal in mind.
"It's simple, I want you guys to join my nomad camp, I'll give you all that you'll need, food, cars, cybernetics, you name it I got it."
After thinking about it, some of them started nodding their heads, while others spouted a fown.
"That don't seem bad."
"We get a home, food, and cars?! Sign me up!"
"I don't have no home and nobody waiting for me, so might as well join."
Most of them joined, while some decided to stick around and stay, waiting for the reconstruction of the area destroyed by the nuke, so they can get back to their lives.
The 10 homeless people who agreed to go with Roman, got in his van, with Roman driving off to his camp, located in the badlands.
-15 minutes later-
Roman drove up to his camp, and stopped the van, letting the homeless people get out of his van, and they were surprised, as they saw, close to 150 people in the camp, sitting close to a big bonfire and talking, all with guns and a few equipment on, all dressed in brown, red, gray, black, and gold clothing.
Roman's outfit, while he was in the car, changed into, a black and gray turtleneck with two red strips across his chest, connecting to a gold latch, a gold and red belt with interesting desgins on it, a long brown coat that's open, black pants and black boots, he stepped out of the car and spoke to the people he brought there.
"Welcome to our little city away from the city, Voyagers United, a Nomad group, focused on exploring the wasteland that is, the NUSA."
-End Of Flashback-
"That was one of the best times in cyberpunk, just exploring the wasteland, coming across so many different things, good times that was, maybe I'll go sightseeing again someday, perhaps some place new."
Roman got up from the computer, walked over to his radio, near his bed, turned it on, and play his music, hoped on his bed, and chilled out until it was time.
[Now playing - Who Is She? By I Monster]
-2 hours later-
"I should go now, I got 1 hour left until they do this."
Roman got up from his bed, walked out of his motel room, walked down the stairs and continued walking until he was infront of a locked silding double door, he hacked it open, walking though it, he saw a big area, that looks like it's used for storage, on the side of the motel, he also saw a big sheet covering something.
Roman walked to the sheet, and took it off to reveal a black with white stripes, Shelby GT 500 428 police interceptor, in mint condition. He got in it, put on some music, drove through the same door he walked through, being careful not to hit anyone, and drove off to Konpeki Plaza, hitting a sick drift on his way out of the motel.
Since Konpeki Plaza was just down the road from his motel, Roman decided to drive there at a moderate speed, he also put some music on.
[Now playing - Nash Gimm by Hard Bass School]
Roman drove straight, until he was met with a black walled off area, with a gate that has Arasaka's logo on it. He entered the gate and drove to the back of the building, seeing a high class hotel entrance.
Roman step out of his car, and walked into the hotel, without the metal detectors going off, seeing a big luxury hotel lobby with some of the flooring, stretching behind the desk in a straight line, to the back of the lobby, some geometric shapes on the side of the floor,, and a huge piller with gold accents on it, with everything in the lobby being red, black, gold, and white.
Roman walked over to the receptionist, who's body is made entirely of gold.
"Youkoso, greetings and welcome to Konpeki Plaza."
"I would like to check in."
"Of course, just a moment, please."
'The name of the reservation is..?"
"Roman Ulifc."
"Single room, one adult, one night, correct?"
"Yes."
"Perfect, you will be in the crimson gem suite, on level 42."
"One last formality, please validate your SiD chip." 1
Roman took out his ID card, and showed it to the receptionist.
"Everything seems to be in order. Have a pleasant stay."
Roman walked along the the stretched out flooring, and took a left when he was Infront of the piller, coming face to face with a bar.
"Welcome to Konpeki Plaza! We don't do reservations weekdays, so feel free to grab a available table. Or a stool at the bar, if you prefer."
Roman walked pass the receptionist for the bar, seeing black flooring, bright lights, a long red bar, with various brands of alcohol and bar stools, and a few tables with people using them.
Roman took a seat on the barstool and waited for the bartender to give him a drink, which wasn't long because the bartender was coming his way.
The bartender had European descent, with blonde hair, and black as his eye color,
wearing butler clothing, using a rag to clean a glass. Radiating with a eloquent aura.
"What can I get for you today, Sir?"
"A full bottle of your finest wine.
"Coming right up, Sir"
The bartender turned his back to Roman, and grabbed a bottle of sangria, that looked very old.
"This is one of the last bottles of sangria left, it has never been opened since the day it was bought in the 1800s, giving the wine a very rich flavor."
The bartender, finished talking, handed over the wine bottle to Roman, with one glass and a wine opener, and left to deal with the other customers, sitting at the bar.
Roman opened the bottle, with a yanking motion, and got one whiph of the smell, which he savoured.
"Now, this will be good wine."
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1. A SiD chip is a identification card in your body, kinda like a ID card.
I'm adding the pictures tomorrow, it's 10:17pm when I got done writing, so I'm sleeping