In contrast, Lafiel Celethirthan - the aforementioned Pathfinder - woke alone.  She rose out of bed, stretching and yawning, slipping out to go take a shower and warm up the soy cooker for a good breakfast.  Just a few more days until Sunday, when she'd be able to have actual food, not soy processed to seem and taste like it, for her day.  She was already excited about the menu - pancakes, eggs, bacon...mmmm, bacon.  She had to be careful about how much she had, though.  Getting fat was a big no-no for someone active in the shadow community.<br/><br/>Over in Kanae's apartment, the call would come through on Ashley's commlink - a model appropriate for a high-end fixer like Ashley, with plenty of security so that any pesky people that might want to see what was on it were sore out of luck.  The call for Ashley was from a friend of a friend - always how it worked in the shadow world and fixers, three steps away to prevent problems from Lone Star.  There was a job being offered.  One for big money, big enough that Kanae could pay next month's expenses and still have some leftover.  The job did require another person, someone of a technical nature...but they wanted Kanae for her magical prowess.  The electro-wizardry would come from elsewhere, and did Kanae want in?