As I walked down the street, I had to concentrate not to fall, form the slickness of the ground beneath my feet. I stopped to see where i was, this planet noan, was good to me. This was where i learned to fight. It also game me opportunities i could not pass up. Jobs that i loved were hard to come by, but this planet offered them to me. If only the jobs i liked weren't bad, then life would be good.
When i looked down one street to my left memories popped in my head, most were good some the ones i wish never happened. Finally i found where i needed to be, the diner where i would wait for my comrade. Cain. He was the friend i met in the field. I went into the diner and sat in the back in a booth.
My Job was to find people and eliminate them. You would have not thought that because of me being a newreal. My soft features set them up for a hard fall. That was my Passion to fight. I didn't say i was on the right side, but i take whatever job i am handed to the extent.
She had been traveling the systems for years now.
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