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Keep your head down, keep going, don't make eye contact except when you have to and don't stop. Don't look back. Never look back.
With his hands shoved in his pockets, Tom slouched outside a Siam club, just on the edge of a wash of street lamp light. It wasn't a safe place to be, these days. Either someone was going to cut him for his credits or someone else was going to cut him out of the newer, deeper suspicious born in the wake of the murder spree. But for a moment he lingered there, looking down at a stack of Peace Keeper records that he shouldn't have. They were personnel reports. Discharge papers. Known aliases. It wasn't much, but it was a start.
Mike Pinocchio. He looked down at the face with a sense of...something. It had been a long time since the trail had felt this fresh.
It was amazing what you could find in this city for the right price.
{man, I've been a bad mun. Please tag at will! He's standoffish but he won't kill you. Which, you know. Is something.}
With his hands shoved in his pockets, Tom slouched outside a Siam club, just on the edge of a wash of street lamp light. It wasn't a safe place to be, these days. Either someone was going to cut him for his credits or someone else was going to cut him out of the newer, deeper suspicious born in the wake of the murder spree. But for a moment he lingered there, looking down at a stack of Peace Keeper records that he shouldn't have. They were personnel reports. Discharge papers. Known aliases. It wasn't much, but it was a start.
Mike Pinocchio. He looked down at the face with a sense of...something. It had been a long time since the trail had felt this fresh.
It was amazing what you could find in this city for the right price.
{man, I've been a bad mun. Please tag at will! He's standoffish but he won't kill you. Which, you know. Is something.}