The rain was starting to let up, it’s job to cleanse Street City of obsolete and spurious data just about complete. It was an aesthetic method of maintenance utilized to keep immersion intact. But to her it still felt deceptively cold and wet.
He looked over the edge and scanned the surrounding glow for signs of Collectors. Gravedigger better goddamn pay up. This avatar heist started out as a cakewalk, but quickly turned into a shit sandwich.
Image The End by Paul Chadeisson Words Neal Ulen When : Where 551 DE (2861 CE) : Unknown The dreadnought dropped out of shellspace after shooting the gap through the […]