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 28th January 13:12 GMT -5 "I am not answerable to human law. Unhand me!" Officer Danvers stares for a moment at the blonde woman in the female Superman costume and then turns his head towards me. "You wanna explain to me what this is?" "Your daughter's room mate." He frowns, then shakes his head. "She didn't say anything about having a room mate." "Sorry, I'm being poetic. They're literally sharing a body. Or.. something similar to that. Not entirely sure why or how, reversing it is one of the things we're going to be working on." He blinks. "What?" "She says that she's Noriel, the Fire of God. A presently-disempowered angel." "Then why is she-?" "Assuming that she's not just crazy, because on New Year's Day she tried to kill me. And earlier today she tried to kill a group of suspects, two of my colleagues, four or five of yours and me again. I rather hoped that the who...
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 6th February 17:14 GMT "Yes Father, I'm fine." Guy floats back in through the wrecked window, five locals in… High grade stealth armour, being dragged along after him on construct hooks. He deposits them on the apartment floor and generates construct bonds around them. "Paul, you wanna..?" I nod and start scanning, removing concealed weapons, integrated weapons and… Two suicide devices each, one of which would have caused serious physical damage to the user's brain. That's… Interesting. There are ways to extract information from a dead brain, but-. No, no, that's probably just a side effect. "Two Lanterns were here to speak to m-. No-. Not about that. Just in general." "Your guys say anythin' yet?" I look over to where 'my guys' are sitting on the floor, patiently awaiting a drive to do anything. They don't wear armour, just the sort of reinforced cycle shorts that Xor does. "I haven't asked them anything...
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Thanks to Psyckosama and Skitzyfrenic for helping with this chapter. Chapter 12 The baking California sun sat high in the eternal summer sky of Night City. Its reflection glinted off the waters of Morro Bay and the glass towers of the city with blinding brightness. This ancient ball of fire also washed out much of the Neons Lights of Night City; a reminder that despite all of the actions man had wrought on the world for good or ill, there were some things beyond their reach still. With few stupid enough to actively stare at the sun, none noticed the small quadcopter flying in from the southeast. Nothing more than a typical delivery drone, one of the tens of thousands that could be seen flitting about the better parts of town, it was of course, completely out of place in Pacifica as it buzzed its way towards the small field of plants growing in the formerly asphalt-covered parking lot of the Grand Imperial Mall, using the sun as cover. Tartan-clad guards surrounded the walled plot but u...
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