[i]"Alright. There was this dude named Jack Rabbit, head of the local mafia collective. Good dude, never dealt in slavery or any of the more heavy drugs, and he was pretty fair. Me and my friends Ivan, Daego, Lance, Etana and Diana were hired to enter a robot gentleman's club to off some high priority target in the basement. We get there and Diana charms the guard of the main entrance while Etana's girlfriend Trinity takes out the second guard, both ended up dead. Etana gets us through the systems of the club's locks with his hacks while me, Daego and Ivan just kind of hang around. So we get to the basement and unlock this -blam!-huge door, and we find our target. Only our target is literally made of leather, and he's skinnin' this one android chick. Of course I wanted to keep the droid for personal reasons, but we had t'turn 'er in to Jack Rabbit as proof we did the things. I had a rifle with me so I pumped a few shots into the thing, but it takes Ivan's body over. Lance chops the -blam!-er to pieces while Ivan ends up as little cubes, so I go upstairs and deal with the crowd control - Cops and running patrons, all that shit. I had a few dudes swing by to pick up a good twenty of the séxbots for my apartment and dip outta there, though Leatherman got away. Daego chased him since, y'know, he basically killed his brother while Etana and Lance drop off the body of Cynthia, and my lil' militia got some bots for free use. Though I put rules in place, because robot lives matter too." [/i]

“Wow. I have no words.” She says, flabbergasted.

[i]"Yeah. Shit was wild in my day, not like th' shit that happens nowadays. Hell that wasn't even my last job for him." [/i]

“Good to know.”

[i]"Yeah. That said, I'm officially out of shit to talk about and do." [/i]

“Alright them. I’ll be nearby if you need me, close as shadows.” And she’s gone.

[i]And that said, JT found himself heading to the tavern once again. [/i] [spoiler]End or continue? Your call. [/spoiler]