It was bright.<br/><br/>That was one of the things that annoyed her about the city the brightness, so much that you almost couldn't tell the difference between night and day, with light and noise and people who milled about at all hours so that no matter what time it was things never closed.  No one ever stopped.<br/><br/>Coming into the city was something she liked to avoid when she could.  She tended to live in outer towns getting work where she could. farms and such didn't care about gender as long as you had a strong back and good work ethic, she had both.  Though her leg wasn't what it had been when she was younger.  in her yout she'd been a promising gymnast with Olympic aspirations, all it took was a plane crash to shatter those dreams.  She was grateful she survived.  many others hadn't including her older brother, but the damage had been extensive and she'd lost her leg.<br/><br/>Thankfully the cybernetic replacements where almost indistinguishable from a normal leg, Unfortunately Cybernetic replacements where Illegal for Olympic athletes, so she'd lost her chance.<br/><br/>The money she'd earned in local competitions and as a settlement from the airline had paid for her hospital stay and the replacement.  She only came into the cities when she had to, and unfortunately she had to.  something had happened to her leg during her last job, it had worked enough for her to finish the season but now the knee was being finicky either stiff or locking completely.  there where mechanics out of the city but apparently the damage was beyond where she'd been and to be frank the mechanics in the city had access to better tools for the kind of fine repair work she needed done.<br/><br/>Leaning on an old cane the farmer she'd been working for had given her she made her way along the street pressing the corner of her glasses to pull up the digital display of the directions to the clinic she had been recommended.