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I frown at the peephole. News is a bad thing, far inferior to flowers. With a grumble I step back a little and open the door, leanin' down to see this kid eye-to-eye. "What's your hurry, son?" Before he can properly gather the breath to answer, I g…
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I let Missed know that I'll be available to visit her tomorrow morning. For now I'm more comfortable invading her space than her invading mine. Boring though it may be, I swing by the market for a few essentials I'll need to start some new batches …
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I keep it quiet like Missed does. Nothin' much to say, walls have ears, no ripples in the water, all that sort of thing. Well, tits. Depot bucks, huh. Nothin' ever simple, I'll have to get some of this exchanged. I let Payroll know she looks lovely…
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Eight hundred? He's got to be yankin' my chain, that's not data, that's heavy duty executable software. That's memory maps of someone's fuggin' life story. That's half of my college roommate's porno collection. "Understood." I tip my hat and stand…
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About now I wish I had some of that bourbon in a glass. I lean back in the chair, weighin' my options and personal tastes, back to watchin' him watchin' me. "In between my personal ventures, I do have some time and an advantaged position for freelan…
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That's output I usually reserve for myself. I want to sneer and tell him 'nice toys' but I don't want to become one. I'll save this knowledge for next time, maybe spoof those scanners. But right now I've got no reason to lie. At least, no good enoug…
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Rolling Weird: (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 1, 6. Total: 9) Marking XP; (3)
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I watch the Fat Man, watchin' me, a corner of my mouth ticking upward at his answer. I was tempted, sore tempted, to interface with the implant in some way, strip it of the data and negotiate with it as a mere prop instead of the meat of the matter…
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Cigars that I'm jealous of and an aversion to meeting me in person. A familiar song. "Good morning. I think a worldly man such as yourself should understand that sometimes our attachments fall away. We're stripped bare and our plans fly from us."…
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I nod and observe the changes in Missed's mien. I wonder what sorta guy she knows, and more importantly what sort of machine he's got. Is this eagerness I'm feeling? The quiet of this place is oppressive. It feels foreign for me to link the two, I …
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Who are these shiny, happy people? Why the damn grass? Alla this affectation puts my nerves on edge every time..I get that it's a display of power, but in the service of some outside-defined sense of comfort..what a strange place. Thank goodness fo…
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I tap ash off my cig, out of the way. "Any kind, I suppose, but mostly programs that bridge the human-machine divide, biomimetics, sensory parsers. Does your chip have a little loop painted on it, like a figure 8?"
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I click along the paved road with Missed. "You could say that. I used to grow 'em." I look over and gauge her reaction. Yup, full of eagerness. "What would you say if I told you yes? 'Cause if wires are what you want, I can't help you. At least, no…
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Now, to those two men, I am a Grade-A Waterhead. Which is fine, I prefer that they mistake me for a crazy woman. "I can't speak for Juice." A puff. I let her pick up the rest as I look her in the eyes and exhale. If he was that wired, I regret not …
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Long version, then. I did give her the option. "I presume that Juice was dead somewhere in the region of five to ten minutes when his residual consciousness and resonant internal systems pinged out to mine. It looked like a slow bleed-out sorta dea…
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I work my way through the gates at my own pace, observin' but not lookin' hard. Black and red..just like me, really, bitin' my style. The bustle is pretty normal, but the off-uniformity is not. I don't try to conceal any weapons. I leave a scalpel …
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Cinch, you seem like an underground stream, like a cucumber, like... ..well you get it. Be Cool.
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"Thanks for the offer, but you're right, I'll be stayin' here. Safe drivin', now." I wave to miss cop car and start on my way. I'll drop my things off and pick up the implant before headin' to where I can maybe see the Fat Man.
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My brow rises up..sheetfire, she's really doin' it. "I'm in 220 as of last night."
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I can't help but laugh. "I'm gonna be in the seats if I make it, Stazie, I don't have the arms to haul a flag around. Not a fan of the taste of my own blood, either, you know?" I push away from the wall I've been leanin' on and wave to Ace. I get o…
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When Ace clarifies with me I make a little non-shrug with a nonchalant face, like 'I said what I said'. Doesn't quite sound like they'll have the scratch for it. 'Course, I would 'whammy' Mimi for cheap as free. I've gotta poker face when she drops…
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I glace over at Stazie as she justifies her car's existence a little bit. "Hmm, I think language tends to fail when self and other blur. If you're not careful the car might name you, girl." Ace's blunt offer makes me straighten my back and chuckle …
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Mimi's got that arm of hers, I've seen a couple hands, a leg or two. Not too unusual, seein' a metal limb. An eye? I've only seen one of those fully replaced, and it was on a fipper. Hell, my own eyes only have a cosmetic mesh. All the visible cybe…
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She looks better than she did last time. My hands are taken, so I don't wave back. "Ace! I've been around. You'll probably see a little more of me for a while." "Cinch's good for business." I say, leaning myself in a doorframe, listening while thes…
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Ace is a weird case for me. She'd had a bad roll-over and lost her nerve to get into a vehicle and bust heads. She was sittin' out fights and close to washin' out. I don't have a clue where she heard I could help her in the way I did, but I made go…
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I wave Cinch off of what's remaining, mostly the fabric and posts and the table..sheetfire. "C'mon, leave it." Losing 1 Barter.
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Acting Under Fire: (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 6, 2. Total: 9)
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Esco is indeed the decider of this session.
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"Sounds like just the sort of thing she likes.." Now I'm in a quandry - if I take down everything, Mimi's more likely to spot us, but if I leave any of it here it will definitely get stolen. Scorch it, I'm not aimin' for a fight but there's two of …
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I smile at Cinch's salesmanship. "Then when I've gotten the goods, if you're still in Depot, it's a done deal. You can come with me if you're eager, but I gotta talk it out of the Fat Man.." I trail off and scowl when I see Mimi's scorchin' face. I…