The dirty old man eyed the pretty little tan girls bubble of an ass. He wanted to grope it, taste it on his tongue, maybe after he was finished using her up, he'd sell her on the black market as a sex slave. But he couldn't, he was too fat and too old to try anything without her blasting his head off. He'd seen the large caliber plasma pistol she kept under her dirty canvas poncho and he didn't want anything to do with that.<br/><br/>"Well if you don't want to trade your flesh, then maybe we can come to some other agreement." He grumbled as his hand absent mindedly pinched at a large puss filled boil on his neck. The boils were common on wastelanders, they were caused from the toxic atmosphere out here. In the cities like Futera, they had domed and filtered atmospheres but out here a person was subject to the poisons.<br/><br/>"Getting fake citizenship papers and smuggling someone into Futera isn't cheap though. I am one of the few people in the wastelands that offers people that sort of opportunity.  I want something of equal price in compensation. A Sentinel, now I know that sounds crazy, but it can be done and they go for a fortune on the black market. Warlords use them as gladiators to fight for their amusement.  I will provide you with a<span style="font-weight: bold">24 hour</span>pass that will allow you to walk around in Furtera, any Sentinel that stops to scan you will read you as an authorized citizen. You use this..." He says pulling out a baton, with two electrodes sticking out of the end, handing it to the young woman.<br/><br/>"This thing will knock them out, it short circuits their GPS so they can't be tracked. It will work long enough for you to get them back out of the city. If you deliver me a Sentinel, I will provide you with permanent counterfeit authorization to live in Futera.  You can go be one of the 'sheep' just like you want, but fair warning, if you try and double cross me, I will hack your authorization and you'll be executed on the spot by one of those fucking robots within minutes......Oooh yeah, you got to be careful cause they moniter those fucking things pretty well. So you can only zap one if he's not on duty. It'll be night by the time we get you in there, so find a Daywatch officer to hit. They are off duty at night, Got it?"<br/><br/>"So what do you say sweetcheeks? You wanna try your hand at shanghaing a Sentinel, or do you wanna take the easy route and give old Stinky Jimmy here, a nice couple of nights of  the ol'fuck n' suck? The choice is yours, just hurry up and make it cause I got things to do!" He smiled sinisterly as the boil finally popped and sprayed nasty goo all over his hand. He didn't bother wiping it off before offering his hand to the young woman to shake on the deal.<br/><br/><br/>***********<br/>"Daywatch Officer Jackson, we got some strange readings on our systems. You are ordered to report to the service facility post haste, Do you read?" The technicians voice echoed out over the loudspeaker in Jacks' utilitarian apartment. The synthetic man's eyes opened, glowing the dull blue he was manufactured with.<br/><br/>"Yes, I copy that command." He stated blankly, still confused over the nocturnal transmission he'd just experienced. "I required authorization for passage during curfew." He said and a few seconds later a the permission was granted as a small plastic card was issued from the machine on his wall. He stood from his hard slab of a bed and dressed in his uniform, clipping the curfew exception card to his chest pocket and strode off out of the hundred story Sentinel housing facility.  He was greeted immediately by a Nightwatch Sentinel, whom approached him and asked for documentation, to which he provided.<br/><br/>"Service call huh? What's the malfunction Officer Jackson?" The fellow synthetic peace officer asked.<br/><br/>"Unclear, control wasn't specific. " He answered honestly.<br/><br/>"Must be more than routine maintenance or they wouldn't have you activate and break curfew....Do you require escort?" Nightwatch Officer Grinnols asked.<br/><br/>"No I don't believe so." Jacks responded and the officer allowed his passage.