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!SIL6URyblU 05/10/12(Thu)15:48 No.19056350"Does that mean that I keep my armor and equipment at my place?"
"That would probably be best, what with all of the unauthorized missions you take." She says.
"And experiments? Is there something that outranks gen-3 testing?"
"Not. . exactly." She says. "It's still gen-3, mostly because it has to do with that chair we found. We've been calling it the IDW artifact, for lack of a better name."
You shrug. "I'd better get to looking, then." You say.
<Azure, look for available apartments near here.> You ask your AI. Soon enough, she gives you a map with a list of open apartments and houses.
You shrug, and end the meeting with Jun. Now you need to find a place to live.
First thing you do, you ride the bus to your old apartment- wearing your full, medieval-esque, matte black suit of armor complete with a creepy, faceless helmet, of course.
Your old landlord is there, it seems, sleeping on a chair outside of the apartment itself, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
"Hey, Fergus." You say, removing your helmet.
"Eh? Dave?" He asks. "Thought you were dead. Rented out your place."
"Any chance you still have some place open?"
"Nah, not anymore. Just a few days late, Dave."
You shrug, and sigh.
"Speak of the devil!" Your landlord says. "Ey, Lucca!" He says, waving to a girl with long braided hair. "This is the dead guy who used to rent your place."
The girl just stares at you, her face paling as she saw your armor. |
