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The man looks at his Tac-Pad and nods. "Who would know the names?" he inquires.
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"No one except themselves and their friends. Go look for them and have a little chat." ((Talk to the other Cyberpunks.))
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"Thanks," Gregori says simply. He steps out into the cold and the wet, leaving only a small puddle behind him. His steps slosh as he walks away, and his thoughts become as dreary as the rain that's choking the city. (( End. Thanks for a great first go! ))
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Edited by HickoryHamMike: 8/5/2015 11:44:08 PM((No, it was all you, man. Love your noire-esque narrations!))
