" did what i had to. "
yeah ?
so did every corpo bastard who 's ever put a bullet in someone's head 'nd slumbered like a fuckin' baby afterward. you actually believe that shit ? . . . or 's 't jus' what you tell yourself when the screaming stops ?
And what?
'm s'pposed to give a shit?
Jus' tell me . . . does the crown come wit' the chrome . . . or 'd you have t' rip that off some poor bastard yourself?
@NOTBACKlNGDOWN Johnny slowly turned his head toward her, sunglasses slipping a fraction lower down the bridge of his nose. his expression unreadable beneath the tinted lenses.
" Care t' smoke a cigarette for me? Woke up and remembered corps still exist . . . 'm fucking pissed. "
Johnny materialized right in front of @NOTBACKlNGDOWN , pixels of pale blue light scattering across his silhouette before snapping into place. for a moment, the faint digital static clung to the edges of his body before it slowly disappeared.
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@NOTBACKlNGDOWN chrome fingers drummed an impatient rhythm against the synthetic flesh of his opposite arm . . . the quiet metallic tapping cutting through the silence.
suddenly his gaze finally settled on V.
" Rise 'n shine. "
the word came low and rough, years of shouting in a mic evident
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