"Old habits die hard, and revenge is a hell of a drug. I don't want back into the corp world. But knowing the prick who ousted me and my squad is still breathing..."
She sucked in a breath through her teeth, her leg bouncing.
"Maybe you're right."
"This is my life. My dad was a Militech suit here in NC. I basically grew up around this. Though, back then I never realized how close someone's dagger was to our backs."
She sighed, before finishing off her drink and setting the empty bottle down.
>
"This is why I try to avoid politics as much as possible. Does it ever both you? All this, I mean?"
There was a lot happing in Night City. And yet, that was not even 5% of the on goings around the city of dreams.
"Corps, political figs, gangs...Hell, to a degree fixers-
Rolling in and turning this shithole and him into a memory is that they could care less about Pacifica."
She shrugged, pushing herself up and striding over to him before falling back into the chair across from him.
"Can't say I blame 'em. Hate coming back here."
"Let's just say I'm clearing up some old biz."
She lean back against a crate, sighing as she swirled the liquid in her bottle. Her gaze fell for a moment, before returning to the man.
"Maybe I'm just chasing shadows. Hanson's a fuckin' fool. Only thing stopping Militech from>
"Guessing this is all on a need to know? If you're doing things in Dogtown then you're messing with heavy hitters. The web of that place is more like a rabbit hole."
He had done work in Dogtown. Often the gigs felt more intense than in Night City. Then again if, Night City was-
『 I Just Want The World To Know I Was Here. That I Mattered.』
𝗔𝗱𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁
#CyberpunkRP
In a NET datascape, attempting to recreate the life of V.
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"As well as it could've, I guess."
She shrugged, making her way over to the fridge and pulling out a bottle of... something. The 'runner popped the top on a table edge before taking a long drink from it.
"If my guy is in D-Town, Hansen doesn't seem to know about it."
She >
He looked up at her from where he was sitting. His face still behind the netrunner helmet most popular in dogtown. He gave her a nod before standing up.
"You said you needed someone to watch over you. I didn't want to abandon you."
He looked over at the room she came from.-
@NetrunShinobi
She unplugged herself from the stacks of processors before standing up from her ice bath; wrapping herself in her fluffiest robe before making her way to the common room of her apartment - to him.
"Hey, didn't think you'd still be here."
Not that she minded.
@HeywoodWhxre
" 'Preciate the help, Padre'll flick you the eddies."
She'd state flatly, eyes glowing as she scanned through the bar's local net - sifting through kernels of data.
"I'd take a few bottles while no one's around to stop you, though."
Least favorite part of the job? This. The dress up, the pleasantries, the fake smiles. I'd rather swim with sharks. At least I know where I stand with them.