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There was shouting just a few feet from where I was on the beach. I'd gone
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looking for Lucere in hopes of sharing a few more intoxicating kisses. Instead
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I'd found shouting.
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Upon inspection, I found that my boss was causing a scene. Not that she wasn't
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justified in being absolutely pissed. She was making a lot of good points.
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Its not like I even got a choice in being here. It was either do this or get
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merc'd by a corpo security team.
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I should have kept my own bodily autonomy, like Marv presumably had. Not
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getting an implant directly in my brain would have been a much smarter idea.
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But I supposed I was a bit too impulsive. It was too late to worry about in
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any case.
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I heard a little chime in the back of my head. It was different: more like a
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thought than an actual sound. It was the notification bell I'd enabled while
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waiting for Vivian to collect herself.
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I opened the messaging application.
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\textbf{Manafed:} Can you deescalate that? You're closer and I can see that
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Vivian already trusts you a lot more than me.
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I thought up a quick reply and sent if off.
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\textbf{Cantlin:} Viv is making some good points and I'm not sure I should
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interrupt the angry boss woman. She's got a lot on her mind and y'all haven't
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exactly been helpful to her it sounds like.
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A moment of silence before the notification 'sound' chimed again.
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\textbf{Manafed:} Alright, fair. I shouldn't be asking you to break up
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arguments between officers anyway. They have rank over you. I don't expect
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that'd be anything actionable here, but you may not be used to our culture yet.
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Yeah, Lucere could've said that again. This place, despite being on the
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surface and anti-corporate safe-haven, was still a part of a corporate entity.
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That alone gave me the fuel for every nightmare I could think of.
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How was I supposed to be a runner? How was I supposed to get Berdie's meds?
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How was I, working for an extension of a corp, supposed to exist as me? This
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was the antithesis of everything I stood for.
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Do I just get into contact with Anna the Pale Goddess and like, convince her to
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say no to the corporate games? But how would she create new mages without
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killing them?
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I'd heard of groups of runners that could afford such lavish facilities as
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this, but what then? Wait until they got attacked by a corp? Maybe even
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Eastern Hills?
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This was a complicated line of thought and the answers weren't always what
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you'd expect. Nor what you could immediately think of, for that matter.
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\textbf{Cantlin:} Why don't you take care of it? I think I have to seek the
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Pale Goddess and give her a piece of my mind.
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\textbf{Manafed:} You do you. You'll find it helpful to go to your mind,
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though. Its unlikely that she'd appear here.
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\textbf{Cantlin:} What, the goddess a bit shy?
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\textbf{Manafed:} No, she's just incredibly tricksy and a bit of a pain in the
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ass.
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Deities. Figured they'd be problematic with their own set of rules.
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