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[a_shadow]

I.

I'm not asking for anyone's help making this decision, but I've got a big one that dropped in my lap, and I'm thinking about the whole process now. You know—dealing with the whole 'this is going to affect me for the rest of my life' thing.

It's not fun.

I think I know what I'm going to do, but pulling the trigger, so to speak...it sucks.

II.

[ Several minutes later, a for sale ad is sent out from Tex's network address: ]

For sale: 2 android-style robots. These are empty shells without any sort of intelligence included. 1 suit of Freelancer armor. Cobalt blue. Sniper rifle not included. Prices on these items are negotiable. Please make a reasonable offer.

Comments

text; [private]

[a_shadow]

The whole 'magic is just advanced science' thing? Yeah, I'm familiar with that. So medical things within that sphere?

text; [private]

[archea]

You can call it that but it's not quite that. There's no spellcasting or magical books or whatever. It's hard to explain.

I want to help, but I'd rather do it in my own terms. Can we meet somewhere? Somewhere private. You can bring someone you trust, even.

text; [private]

[a_shadow]

You can meet me in my home. My roommate will be there as well.

text; [private]

[archea]

Cool.

...where's that again? Also who am I asking for?

text; [private]

[a_shadow]

My name's Tex.

[ She sends a ping on the map after this for her address. ]

text; [private]

[archea]

Tex. Got it.

I'm actually kinda close. So see you...well, in the night?

text; [private]

[a_shadow]

Whenever works.

text; [private]

[archea]

Cool.

[ She's just gonna stop responding now. ]