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[b]He bites his lower lip[/b] "I could use some help tracking some people down..."
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"Like who?"
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[b]He shrugs[/b] "Freelancing hackers usually."
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"And what if one of said Freelance Hackers were to ask to work for you?"
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"Well then I wouldn't have to arrest them."
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"You wouldn't let them work for the police?"
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"No. We would make them work at a desktop 24-7 with a gun to their head. That answer your question?" [b]As he says this, he walks behind you, grabs both of your wrists, and handcuffs them.[/b]
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"Not really. They could help you with stuff."
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"Maybe." [b]He begins walking her to the police station.[/b]
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"Nice place."
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[b]He keeps a straight face as he puts her in a holding cell and sits back in a chair just outside[/b] "Mind telling me who exactly you are?"
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"Already did. Serena Williams."
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"Backstory."
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"Not much to say, really. I like computers. So I learned how to hack."
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[b]He nods[/b] "Before that."
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(How long has it been since said apocalypse happened?) "Hm…"
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[spoiler]700-something years[/spoiler]
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"Well there's nothing else to share really. Grew up with a normal family."
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[b]He puts his hand to his forehead and slides it down.[/b] "How comfortable are you around lesbians?"
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"…what...?"
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[b]He sighs, and gets up, unlocking the cell[/b] "We need a woman to go undercover with the Matriarchy."
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"May I ask why?"
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"In this world, you cant trust anyone. Including you." [b]he straps a band onto your wrist[/b] "Outfitted with a bug and video camera. Pull anything and we will blow you up."
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"Nice band. Does it come in purple and or black?"
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[b]He rolls his eyes[/b] "It is black. Now you will get on this plane-" [b]He hands you some plane tickets[/b] "And go straight to New Pavalen. We'll be talking with you through this earpiece." [b]He hands you an earpiece[/b] "One last thing, the band makes you look identical to them."