/ Damn it /
He’d been caught and worse, it had been effortless. The guy barely had to maneuver, so the result was more embarrassing than he'd planned.
— " H-Hey! Stop it! " - He exclaimed as he took the camera away from him.
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for the youth, and he knew it.
— " Don't touch the camera, there's too much stuff on there!" — He said before shrinking into his shoulders, his eyes darting upward. - "Um... so... what exactly do you want to hear?"
He racked his brain for an excuse.
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He had to cross right through the fight, but he was no fighter himself.
Still, it was now or never. Crouching low, he slipped into the shadows of the trash carefully making his way toward his camera.
/ Impressive... /
He muttered to himself, watching her strike. He wanted to pull out his camera to catch some of it but... damn it! He left it on the other side of the alley!
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( those rumbling and banging were not gunshots …
in fact , it was v’s gauntlets tanking attacks and wrecking both gang members and tearing sections of conrete walls down . )
— "It's not the same, I don't believe in those things. They're just stories from people on drugs. . . I need something real, something that changes the world."
He was a little offended, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. But a second thought crossed his mind that
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[REC 🔴]
He turn on the camera and hold it up.
— "We're seeing record-breaking heat here in Night City, and today I'm going to document what people think about it.
So, (READER)... what do you think is causing these temperatures?"
The boy lets out a heavy sigh and looks at him, disappointed.
— "This isn't exciting." — He shuts off his camera and lowers it. -
"Do you think I was born yesterday? I know that, but I can't get people to care about the current state of things if I don't grab
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Winger stands dumbfounded for a moment, trying to figure out just how he ended up here.
"What? Theories? Kid, you don't need theories to know that the world is burnin'. It's got a sickness, that bein' us, and it's tryin' to sweat us out."
— "Tsk.... why do you care? "
He frowns and clicks his tongue, he wasn't about to let this sweet-talking make him lower his guard.
Glancing at his camera one last time, he weighed the profit of selling the footage. That gave him the final jolt of nerve he needed to spin
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𓆩He simply took a drag from
his cigarette and spoke again.𓆪
`𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬?`
𓆩Perhaps it was a silly question,
perhaps the boy had no parents
or anyone to take care of him,
but he asked it anyway.𓆪