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Glitter Sea
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"...Remind me again, Mike, just who are these mystery rivals of theirs?"
"Probably some ward, is my best guess. Or maybe one of the plasmodians... you know how the taffa biz is. Hard to say for sure -- but whoever it is, they ain't bein' loud about it."
"And just why should I be so afraid to get caught? Hell, it's been a year now, why are they still hot to trot after me?" I pause. "Maybe we should just give them the samples, huh? Or at least offer them. Play Orchid and this rival against each other."
Mike stares at me quietly as a pained expression spreads across his face. "They want you dead, Siobhan. That joint you broke into, down on the surface... the rival wants any memory of that place and whatever's in there wiped out." He taps his forehead. "Including the ones in your head."
I look down at the bender in my hands, wondering if I really have the guts to use it. "We got any dirt on Orchid? Anything we could push back with?"
Mike shakes his head. "You know how secretive those wackos are."
"What if we just... didn't do this, and say we did? How would they even know?"
"They got eyes everywhere, Siobhan." He glances upwards, scanning his eyes across the walls of the shaft. "Prolly watchin' us right now."
"...Then why are we even hiding?"
"I dunno about you, but I don't exactly wanna be out in public if somethin' goes wrong here. Now hurry up 'n zap me, already, before I lose my nerve."
"Yeah, about that -- what if something does go wrong, Mike? The hell am I supposed to do if you die, or... or worse?"
"Take the money n' make yourself scarce 'til someone from Orchid contacts you, 'n then you tell 'em you wanna join up. They're a buncha wackos but they ain't gonna let one of their own get got." I can tell he's been practicing that one.
I sigh. "Be honest, Mike... did they really say to zap both of us?" My gaze meets his. "Or just me?"
"I don't think they give a shit which of us takes the shot. Which is why it's gonna be me."
An awkward silence passes between us, as I stare at him, grappling with disbelief about this whole fucking situation.
Fuck it.
"Y'know, Mike, you're an asshole for getting us into this situation... but if you think I'll help you fuck your life up worse than mine, you've got another thing coming," I say slowly, sitting down.
"Siobhan, what are you..."
Silently, I ready my arm to go into autopilot. My arm robotically presses the nozzle firmly against my neck, chambering the first payload.
"God damnit Siobhan, stop!" Mike shouts, leaping to his feet.
"Just stay safe, you big idiot." My finger, guided by the aug, pulls the trigger.
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