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"I've been known to gather up knowledge. I've started a personal venture and will need to dedicate most of my time to it, so my availability is limited. But, it's all rather expensive.." I fan out a gloved hand and then close it again, implyin' my f…
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Rolling Sharp: (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 11) Marking XP (3)
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I scan over the faces assembled here as casually as I can. I haven't been around enough to really know many people by look, but I wonder if this is showin' me an infusion of more people. I actually doubt that - Depot's gang has always been huge. Bu…
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I'll make a show out of it, playin' luxurious to any pryin' eyes. Fuggit, in here I'm apparently a known high roller and that is always goin' to entertain me to some extent. I listen to the radio chatter. All makes sense, the long line, the eager f…
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I watch Kamikaze's face as he lays out the root problem. Hindsight is 20/20, and all that. I'm bein' appealed to as part of the old Irons. Interestin'. Huh. I can't help but blink at the cart. "Well, I'll travel in style today. Call me June, Kamika…
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"Fat Man has plenty o' Feed resources. My guess is he's after you as a piece against Gloriana. I've dealt with him before - if you want to..protect Fleece?" The thought is new in my mind, but firm. "They're goin' to come back for you, for questions …
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I let out a soft snort and smirk as he praises my looks. "Why, bless your heart. Most people only want me for my brains." When Reese checks in with me, I give a quick, subtle shake of my head. I don't need him at the moment, and if he jumps in it c…
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"Deep down in my heart, I'm a lazy person." I confess with a disciplined ease, even while I'm countin' heads. Seein' what kind of attention and care I warrant. As usual when I deal with The Fat Man, there's that calculated touch, sendin' me someone …
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With one last grateful glance to Roth, I stand myself upright and settle on my hat before openin' the door. I block Roth's presence in the room as much as I can with my body as I look at the thugs assembled. "I'm here and dressed. What do you need?"
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"Mm." I confirm with Roth's analysis..holy shite I even get to be wearin' pants. Not where I'd be with the suit, but I do miss it right about now. "I'll let you know when it's safe." I keep my own breathin' slow and even. Wouldn't do to get light-h…
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With Roth's help I get at least my shirt on and crutches under me to move with. "Bee Bee, go hide in the tub." I order with quiet urgency. I tie off the sneaky little scalpel sheath I wear on my left forearm under my sleeve, pass her my relayer and…
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Opening Brain: (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 12) Marking XP (2)
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I hate to be woken up by the feed. Reminds me of the times when I had automated search alerts as backup alarms. Not good times. I rise up from under the covers and reflexively ping my house's old network for statuses it can't give me anymore. My ar…
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Cinch, I'll ask for a highlight from you this session.
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Alrighty, then, Sierra..I like em Weird. And Cinch, you be Cool in the face of all this gang warfare and oppression.
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Hey now, is it a crime if, on the balance of things, the people who suffered deserved it? I think Sierra knows me better this session, having seen me get my hands dirty as well as how I recover, a little bit.
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It feels good to just relax and chat and share some of the fruits of my labor. I'm anchored to this place with alcohol and good company when, even on the mend like I am, I might otherwise put myself back to work. I watch the revelry outside. 'Seem…
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"Hah! Well, good news y'all, liquid is near-infinitely divisible. I'll split the handle between you two to do with as you see fit. Fair?" I'm amused with the thought of Sierra and Roth tryin' to see who can sneak the most loaves of bread under a ski…
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Gently, I ply the blindfold off of Roth with a hand. "That means you two are tied. Unless you really do forfeit, Sierra?" "Orrrr perhaps there's a tiebreaker option that we could hold up. Since it's my handle of whiskey on the line, I abstain from …
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Aw, honey, no. I was sure she'd catch on that it wasn't me right away. Now I want to be there, somehow, if she means those things for me. Surely she'll catch on. There's somethin' else lonely about watchin' these two with each other. It is fun to w…
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I chuckle again..Krin will clearly drink us all under the table if allowed and I've just struck a chord with our attendin' party. Whoops? Well, at least it means everyone's havin' fun. Sierra's askin' to change the whole perimeter of the game we're…
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"Thaaat..is a terrific question." I glance over at Krin and Beckett. "Should I put up a handle of cola whiskey? Anyone else?"
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At the very least, the suit is black. I'll be on the hunt for a new shirt, but it will keep. "It'll do." I lean over and spy on Roth's routine with herself. "Is that so? I suppose I could have guessed but I've hardly thought about those things in a…
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"Good." I smile, then back to the cleanin' for me. I pause a moment, realizin', "Sorry, I just can't leave this to anyone else. If I get it done now it might be dry and tidy by the end of tomorrow, too." Truth be told? I can't remember where I got …
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Oh Krin has been waitin' for this all night. There is effectively no stoppin' her - she takes back her coat but leaves it on a chair, does another climb-on to the bar with a little quaver that belies the day she's had. Much like before Krin is play…
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I'm interested, too, really. "I've noticed, actually. We've got no important work on for tonight, I'm still rolled over. Tomorrow is inventory and build out on the clinic. Day after that, probably the same." I dump some launderin' soap into the tub…
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I clear my throat, look between these two ladies on display here, laugh a little at Beckett's slyness and Roth's bravado. "Someone remind me how bad I am at this game next time.." Of course this means I don't have to play silly when my turn comes u…
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"What, like 'fuggin''? I will keep that in mind." I reply with a grin. "Normally I resist the urge, 'swearin' makes you sound like you have a limited vocabulary' and all." My loose, soft shirt spills down over me as I put it on, comin' to rest low …
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I shake my head. "You lost a childish bet, and you stuck with it to put other people's pettiness on display, to be proud." With my legs dry, I drape my towel over her shoulders, still warm enough from the water to leave my chest and back bare for a…
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I blink a little, wonderin' how lost I may have been in that space. Such a pride in young Claire. I can't fault her at all. Certainly I'd go very far indeed to prove I wasn't weak at that age. Roth helps me up and I brace against the wall, carefull…