(Bailey is at the FENCE. Though windows are a fun idea... and Janet's always open for giving folks a lift, Misty, she's a Taxi.)<br/>(Jon, calm down a minute. Take a few minutes to try and arrange something with another player, rather than jumping in. Heck, I was about to have Janet give you a ride when you ran off. She just doesn't need a full time pilot.)<br/><br/>Janet winces as the implications of Sophie's story fall in. Bio-mechs were COMPLICATED in legal terms, the only Macros that qualified entirely as property. As much as Janet personally thought the 'MOTHERS' of her kind were a bit too smothering, she could at least appreciate the fact that they made every effort to buy their children into freedom.<br/><br/>Not every bio-mech was one they could get to in time, and it looked like Sophie was going to wind up a statistic.<br/><br/>Bailey shakes her head fiercely. "That's just not right! You shouldn't be judged just because of that! You're a miracle, not a mistake! I've never heard of Bio-mechs actually having birth, but that should make you special!"<br/><br/>Janet blinked and glanced down at Bailey's impassioned speech, obviously surprised to see the run down human there.<br/><br/>"I don't suppose you'd buy her, then, would you?" The VTOL asks, lightly.<br/><br/>The stricken look on Bailey's face says a LOT more than the rags and bag of probably stolen food she carries.<br/><br/>Janet thinks for a moment... And suddenly Sophie gets a very encrypted Radio transmission.<br/><br/>/<span style="text-decoration: underline">What if I told you I knew a place for Macro's with licensing proplems?</span>/ Janet's radio voice is a conspiratorial whisper.