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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.

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[infailtration]

Hey what's that supposed to mean?

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[a_shadow]

Just that if there's anyone who would know how to overcome those limitations it's you

You make a pretty good example for me, I'd say

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[infailtration]

Well, I have some help, but I'll take the compliment. I will warn you to keep that body in one piece as much as you can. Humans can't just replace parts.

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[a_shadow]

Yeah...that's the part bugging me.

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[infailtration]

It'll be okay, Tex. You're badass enough you've probably got nothing to worry about.

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[a_shadow]

At least half of my badassery is being able to use my robot, and that's a fact

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[infailtration]

You still know the right moves, you'll just have to work on strength.

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[a_shadow]

I'll be doing that anyway

Did I ever tell you about my accident?

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[infailtration]

No, you didn't. What accident? Here?

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[a_shadow]

It was during an evacuation that ended in the Moira crashing. My escape pod didn't eject properly and so its trajectory was all wrong when it entered atmosphere. It crashed and my body ended up in a year-round coma. It hasn't been quite the same since. That's why I haven't been using my robot much, my body is still kind of in recovery.