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| − | If you're reading this, I am likely dead or in a deep, dark hole somewhere. Last week, I was wondering whether I'd be paying the rent on my shitty little hovel in Fremont. Now, I've got both sides of the law breathing down my neck. Yesterday, I had met my usual employer [Paku] for pho and a chance at some quick nuyen. It started smoothly enough when I met with him and a few others. Apparently he needed an actual team for this, too bad he wasn't the type to do more than throw us together. At the very least, he got me a couple of cool heads that knew their job. I knew the bubbleheaded wannabe wizkid was trouble, though. | + | If you're reading this, I am likely dead or in a deep, dark hole somewhere. Last week, I was wondering whether I'd be paying the rent on my shitty little hovel in Fremont. Now, I've got both sides of the law breathing down my neck. Yesterday, I had met my usual employer [Paku] for pho and a chance at some quick nuyen. It started smoothly enough when I met with him and a few others. Apparently he needed an actual team for this, too bad he wasn't the type to do more than throw us together. At the very least, he got me a couple of cool heads that knew their job. I knew the bubbleheaded wannabe wizkid was trouble, though. She came in to play hacker when the grownups were getting to work and got herself burned. |
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| + | Not more than a few hours after we got together, the kid got herself in the lockup for good. If it weren't for Ling Ling's quick talk, we'd probably still be there with her. | ||
Revision as of 19:56, 30 January 2013
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Entry 1 (January 2072)
If you're reading this, I am likely dead or in a deep, dark hole somewhere. Last week, I was wondering whether I'd be paying the rent on my shitty little hovel in Fremont. Now, I've got both sides of the law breathing down my neck. Yesterday, I had met my usual employer [Paku] for pho and a chance at some quick nuyen. It started smoothly enough when I met with him and a few others. Apparently he needed an actual team for this, too bad he wasn't the type to do more than throw us together. At the very least, he got me a couple of cool heads that knew their job. I knew the bubbleheaded wannabe wizkid was trouble, though. She came in to play hacker when the grownups were getting to work and got herself burned.
Not more than a few hours after we got together, the kid got herself in the lockup for good. If it weren't for Ling Ling's quick talk, we'd probably still be there with her.
