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7/21/2015 5:13:38 AM
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You enter the cyber-mercs layer. It is owned by an Italian man in a butcher's apron.
"What have you come here for, today?" he asks you.
((gtg to bed ;-; too tired))
English
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[spoiler]Yeh I'm pretty tired too. It's 1:15 here ;-;[/spoiler] [spoiler]Continue tomorrow?[/spoiler]
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((Alright, I'm back. Continue?))
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((Yeh)) Well, whaddya got?
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He gives you a list of his available augmentations: Appendage-Claws/800 C per Appendage Shoulder-Blasters/1,000 C Dart-Fingers/500 C Spring-Legs/600 C Dorsal-Boosters/700 C Overdrive/1,500 C Callus/1,000 C
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I'll take the dart fingers.
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"Alright," the man says, and gestures to a surgical table behind him. "Get up on here, and I'll install 'em."
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Alright. [b]I get on the table.[/b]
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The cyber-merc puts you under sedative gases, and you fall into a deep sleep. — You wake up under a blinding white light. You can barely feel your fingers. You quickly look away from the lamp above you and see the surgeon standing next to the table with bloody hands. "With your new fingers, you can launch them straight off of your knuckles at targets, where little needles come out of the tips and pierce through your target's skin. They will also cost you 500 Credits." He gestures with his Tac-Pad for you to pay him.
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[b]I pay him the 500.[/b]
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"Thank you." he says. "You have a good day, now." You now have 500 Credits in your virtual wallet.
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You too. [b]I walk out and send out Sigma to look for any action.[/b]
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((I guess Sigma's search could continue on another Punk's open RP.))
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((Sure.))
