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[undead_rtwa]

The thugs slowly bleeding out onto the floor, the rich tang of their blood nauseating in the tiny office, the decker finishes melting the ice, the accounting files finally exposed. Starting it's transfer to a memory chip, she waits warily making sure no more attack programs are targeting her address. Finally the EOF marker zips by and she pulls

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[gryphonkessira]

I turn to my partner and say "Damn, I hate these Shadowruns...let's high tail it outta here...we'll deliver the goods, then I want to wash the stench of this city from my skin and get something to eat that doesn't reek of grease and human misery."
I creep to the door, and crouching behind the fragmented remnants of twisted wood and shattered glass, I pause and listen for any other walls of flesh my partner may want to install new windows into.

[squirrelcsi]

I nod and reply, "I sure hope we're getting paid well for this caper. We weren't supposed to run into a wrecking crew here. So much for the simple 'In-and-Out' routine."

I then pull out some Spearmint gum and offer my partner a piece, and then reload my Desert Eagle.

"I was thinking maybe the new Thai place that just opened," I quietly offer as a place for dinner.

[gryphonkessira]

I nod, taking some gum.."Thai sounds good, though I have yet to find a place that can make a decent Gaeng Koew Wan." I slip into the hallway, starting to retrace our step out, ears and eyes alert for any other unwelcome surprises.

[squirrelcsi]

I nod and follow silently as possible behind her, making sure to keep my piece up to cover her as we move. She's the one who knows where we're going, anyway.

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[dancingbean77]

Trying to get in contact with some fellow YCP Alumni... I'm class of '99. Interested?