Looking for a Good Time

Caneclone had been learning a lot with the homeless population. He was a people person. He had a way of putting people at ease so they would tell him things. Like illegal ways to make a living, and outright crime.

It was amazing how easy it was to make a dishonest dollar. And what he could buy with that money on the black market. Apparently a couple boxes fell out of a shipment to MegaCorp. He got an excellent deal on some collars complete with fobs. As well as some interesting weapons designed to subdue metas. They should subdue baseline humans too. And animals. He was told that the weapon could stun a large dog for up to half an hour with no ill effects to the dog - provided it was not hurt when it fell.

Caneclone liked dogs and did not want to harm any good boys or girls. Instead of taking the dealer's word he went out in the woods and saw a deer. One beam from the weapon had the deer down, but within half an hour it was skipping away no worse for wear. Caneclone was so impressed he bought three more stunners from the dealer.

Caneclone had a backpack full of collars, stunners, knives, knives, zip ties and duct tape. He was just a guy looking for a good time.