Cain wasn't in the mood for any of this. She needed to make calls, send some alerts out. Her whole world just blew up along with that fucking pleasure barge. She worried as they walked past live feeds beaming into the kitchen, but breathed a bit easier when none of the reports proposed any Ethonian involvement.<br/><br/>That fire was out. Li Li would get help soon...that fire was...shit , Li Li was bleeding from her damn nose...out of nowhere! She glanced back at her beloved pet and felt a pang of guilt. If they weren't Ethonian , she could have gone to the private med center...but with shit going tits up, she had to risk the further trek. This was her fault. All this shit...was her fucking fault.<br/><br/>And This fucking AI. This fucking AI was just asking for it. She spun and narrowed her eyes.<span style="color: #666600">"You ain't earned the right to call me that Sparky." </span>The term ,'good girl' used on her by a gods damned AI felt ....like sacrilege. She turned to Toshimi, the last time she'd heard the phrase, it was on her lips,pressed against her  sweat streaked brow, immediately following the alien girl 'using' her body to completion.<br/>She shuddered, pushing the memory back, and grabbing at the packed strap on between her legs. She adjusted herself, then spoke after the AI proposed the cuffs and seperation,.<span style="color: #666600">"Listen good ,Panasonic; if it ain't clear as fuck by now, I'm playing fucking nice. And ...I'ma continue to play nice, wouldn't wanna have you pop a flux capacitor or something. " </span>They moved through the back alleyways and approached the rear emergency entrance of Federation General. Cain turned,<span style="color: #666600">"I'll even play nice with the Mag cuffs, and won't even tell your superiors if you gotta put me in some fucked up poses with em and get yr circits off. But I need ya to do me a favor an -not- Report Toshi as breathing. She needs to stay dead..."<br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: #000000">She gave Toshi a look, then hastily looked away, wrists held together, offered up to Alice. </span><span style="color: #666600">"I know that's against yr hard wiring,but think about it...I'm Ethonian. My old man is Jal'alt Cain, you know..the Al'Hal Eth' of the Ethonian trading organization? Second in command of the galaxies third biggest fuckin organized crime ring? Ya  get what I'm saying? Keep her off the intra an extra nets, and I can get you some Intel. You can stop some major heists, be a big damn hero to the corps and  I'd just bet lil Miss. Thang Maggie Greer will wanna pop yr heat sink herself, she'll be so thankful."<br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: #000000">She stared at the Ai, brow relaxded, not moving her weapons, but showing total cooperation and submission. </span><span style="color: #666600">"You helped me out today. And mines a pretty good back ta' scratch. So why not scratch again, leave Toshi out of this...we take care of LI Li then book me or whatever you gotta do. Real friendly like?" <br/>
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