Editing Redout/Miyuki (section)

==Back Ground==
Miyuki Fujiwara: When I was in Junior High school, well before the fall, I remember I wanted to be a manga artist. Not sure what made me think of that, but you asked me.
Subject picks up a cigarette and takes a deep drag.

MF: My parents and my teachers told me that I was wasting my time and my talents, bullied me into focusing on academics, getting into a good high school. So I put aside all my manga and set myself on that goal, not that I wanted it, not at that time.

MF: I went onto university, majored in computer science, my honours thesis got me into the MIT graduate program.
Subject pauses, takes another drag on her cigarette and then stubs it out.

MF: MIT was just an important school, long ago. Not surprised you never heard of it. I went there, for both my Masters and Doctorate degrees. By they I was thirty, dreams of being a manga artist long since forgotten. I was snapped up by a government think tank, real hush, hush, black box stuff. I was good at it, good at finding things out, things people did not want found out. I suppose technically it was illegal, but we skated that edge many times.

Subject lights up another cigarette

MF: I was in my fifties when the immortality thing came along. My employers wanted to keep me, had my genes scrubbed, telomeres lengthened, implanted the various bits of tech that would keep me around, so I could keep getting them the information they needed. I should have predicted the Fall, or at least had an inkling of it, but hell, caught me with my skirt down just as much as everyone else.

Subject pauses and smokes her cigarette for several minutes, saying nothing.

YF: That shit was just too much for me. I’m not a fighter. I saw some sort of blade insect the size of a car rip the head off Tom, my bodyguard, I just froze, stood there, in a puddle of my own piss, unable to do anything. Then several operatives showed up and pulled me out of there. I saw more of that, terrible, killing things that the TITANS threw at us, and most of the time I would stand there helpless as people with more bravery than I got me out, usually at the loss of their lives. That’s how I got on the shuttle, got off the Earth, cause there were a lot of people who where loyal to their employer even as everything was falling apart, even when that employer ceased to exist. Made me feel like a piece of ancient crap that had no right to live.

Subject paced the room, smoked several more cigarettes then returned to her chair.

MF: Fuck you for making me remember all this. I had been on a Lunar colony with the remains of my employers organization when my body began to fail. Could have scrubbed the cancers again, cleaned it all up, but it was easier, they said, to resleeve. What the hell, right? Gave me an Exalt, figured i would do okay in, but just could not integrate with it. Same with the Slyph and the Remade they tried. Not sure who suggested a Neotenics, maybe it was just all they had left.

Subject lights up another cigarette then drinks a cup of coffee.

MF: It was like coming home, that’s the only way I can explain it. Don’t know why, some quirk in my brain, some psychological desire to return to a more innocent time? Hell if I know, but the body was good, and being small in a lot of places is a major plus.

MF: So why did I end up on Mars? It's about the only place that is like Earth really, where I can feel a significant, solid amount of real estate beneath my feet.

===Aqcuaintances===
Miyuki's Neighbor Redlite Sabre, is a Fury who likes to pretend she is not a total bitch by being like an annoying big sister, looking out for Miyuki even though she is well aware that Miyuki is just in a Neotenic sleeve.

Miyuki has a publisher for her Manga, a Sleezy Sylph named Gregor Raven, who is more a pimp, but he is trying to break out. He wants Miyuki to make old earth style hentai manga, 'Cause that sells!'

Sometimes MIT professor Anderson Never, a specialist in Computer Science and Menton, asks Miyuki to sub in for his classes, usually offering new software as an incentive to get her to stand in front of a classroom of students.

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