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Beggars
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She reached up into the belly of the car engine. The work on the Monero was steady, given the conditions she drove the car through. She told herself she kept an engine clean enough to eat on, but shit she always found some lame ass reason to procrastinate maintenance until it was too late. As it was, a pump needed replaced, but the modified block made the chore a pain in her ass. She stretched, and suddenly gasped. She pulled back her hand, finding a slice on her finger that she would normally ignore except it was going to make her grip slippery. To make things worse, the tubing sliced as well. Fuck.

Grym rolled the back brace out from under the engine and wrapped the wound up in a rag. Music thumped the interior of the warehouse. Daylight streamed from the filthy windows, few as there were. She used the bloody rag to wipe sweat from her neck as she kicked a portable a/c on her way to a locker. After rummaging around, she realized that was the last of the pumps and fired up a cue on her wallet.

“Four days for a fucking pump. I can buy one in an hour.” She spoke to nothing, cringing at the idea of waiting four days for delivery. Something about – eh, who the fuck cared.

Which meant, she was going to have to go out herself. Slapping a band aid on her hand, she shrugged on her jacket, slipped knives into ankle sheathes, and hid a compact 9mm in a back holster. Should suffice for a quick run to the store.

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The train was uneventful. She got off in midtown near a second-hand market she knew stocked some Holden-compatible parts. It was a ten-minute walk or so from the station in what the pretty people called a sketchy neighborhood. If they only knew.

She stopped to grab a bite from a street cart, only to realize that a homeless dog followed her away. She frowned at the grubby blonde face, taking a big, crunchy bite. Maybe she let a little of the meat fall from the wrapper, maybe not, but the beggar lapped it up none the less.




((ooc - Location: General vicinity of the market, but definitely not so touristy an area.))
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Beggars - by Grym - 07-22-2020, 10:53 PM
RE: Beggars - by Zephyr - 07-24-2020, 09:53 AM
RE: Beggars - by Grym - 07-25-2020, 06:57 PM
RE: Beggars - by Zephyr - 07-27-2020, 10:12 AM
RE: Beggars - by Grym - 07-27-2020, 10:23 PM
RE: Beggars - by Zephyr - 07-31-2020, 12:00 AM
RE: Beggars - by Grym - 08-01-2020, 08:59 PM
RE: Beggars - by Zephyr - 08-03-2020, 10:10 AM
RE: Beggars - by Grym - 08-10-2020, 01:11 AM
RE: Beggars - by Zephyr - 08-12-2020, 05:38 PM
RE: Beggars - by Grym - 08-14-2020, 01:33 AM
RE: Beggars - by Zephyr - 08-17-2020, 05:55 PM
RE: Beggars - by Grym - 08-21-2020, 04:42 PM
RE: Beggars - by Zephyr - 08-22-2020, 07:58 PM
RE: Beggars - by Grym - 08-23-2020, 12:24 AM
RE: Beggars - by Zephyr - 08-26-2020, 09:53 AM
RE: Beggars - by Grym - 09-03-2020, 12:38 AM

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