in2077
i hate my job
in2077
flat7ined
(⌒▽⌒)Hey.........
in2077
File Mr. Kane for bankruptcy #Cancelled #Gross
in2077
* Hai..
in2077
* Hai
flat7ined
You really gonna leave little old me behind?
in2077
@flat7ined: leaving you behind, only to have the years of karma to stack up against me afterwards? no thanks, ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ i went to check if it was clear. how did you manage tripping..?
netedge
That a threat?
in2077
@netedge ∗ i would admit that, if it were true. go find a lover if you want a Tattoo my heart is already stolen ..with all these codes. ^___^
netedge
Oh, so mean to me.. (｡╯︵╰｡) I’ll leave you alone if you admit that I’m the best netrunner in Night City ☆⌒(≧▽° ) Bonus points if you get a tattoo of my name with hearts..
aenerqy
i could leave you,
in2077
@aenerqy ∗ [that wasn’t a good explanation. yurei had always been rational, and forming connections in the night city was smart. however, anything closer towards a friendship felt dangerous. perhaps it was simply how the net—runner was raised, to always carry loose ends in his trail.] i don’t question your humanity, xena. although you exercise it on the wrong people, for me to be human ..that’s odd. isn’t it? [the label was foreign, ghostline had always been described as anything but human. a pause,] i’m not here to satisfy what you believe you lack, or will i be able to offer you the last bit of confidence in order for you to be relieved. [lips part for a moment, as if to say something though he chooses against it ultimately. a small laugh escapes,] i suppose it is.
aenerqy
@in2077， why not? [her voice is soft—almost too soft, as if the words weren’t designed for anyone else to hear. there’s no apology in her tone, only simple curiosity.] you say it like it’s wrong—–to want to see someone without needing them. isn't that what humans already do? shouldn't i be able to do the same as well? [Xena questioned as though she isn’t entirely sure she’s allowed to ask. perhaps if it wasn't for her to exactly comprehend. she looked real, just as a human would, but how 'real' could a program exactly be?] if i only seek you for a favor, that would make me like everyone else. —but i’m not everyone else. am i? [the question hangs in the air, her eyes remain on him, quite luminous but unreadable when it comes to conveying an exact emotion.] i just missed the sound of your voice, is that a reason not enough for you?
in2077
@aenerqy ∗ that almost seemed backhanded, xena. [yurei could have been in many places. places in which the body guard wouldn’t have been able to fathom, to trace. it was luxury to be able to find the net—runner, a man who had dedicated his life to remain hidden if he needed to. it takes weeks, or months to hear the latest whereabouts of a ghost. lavender irises flicker towards the program, xena seemingly amused. however, yurei was too old to be riled, and too accustomed to threats layered by kindness; incentive. the ravenette only thinks, head tilting as the gears inside turn methodically—carefully.] miss you is a heavy statement, [the sentence repeated in his mind, and he’s precise in the way he replies to her.] but it seems like it’s you who misses me. i make sure to leave small traces, hints for you if you need me. yet—it’s never when you need a favor. you seek for me on your own accord. [it’s almost a sign bled in red, yurei should erase himself from her narrative.] why?
in2077
* who wants to tickle each others toes
in2077
Ur my soda pop my little soda pop