Rayne sat on the window sill looking out at the nighttime sky, taking a few puffs of her cigarette, while listening to some
music. Softly she sighed.
"Bored?" a voice spoke from her eyepiece communicator.
"Heh, how could you tell? You know how much I hate sitting idle."
"You can go out and mingle more in Milieux instead of coming to New Orleans
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