Shadowrun (Penny and Vin26m)
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				Title: <strong>Shadowrun (Penny and Vin26m)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>vin26m</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 12:40:28</strong>
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				Her apartment and her garage were full of stuff.&nbsp; A lot of it belonged to her, but about half of it still belonged to her old mentor, Wheels, who died three years ago along with tens of thousands of others in the quakes of 2069.&nbsp; Wheels lived off the grid among the SINless, and he raised her the same way.&nbsp; She helped Wheels with his criminal activites - mostly smuggling contraband and installing illegal enhancements on vehicles - and she learned a lot.&nbsp; <br><br>As long as she had Wheels, life was good.&nbsp; But he got killed trying to save some kids from a building that crumbled on top of him, and the relatively happy times ended.&nbsp; She lived off what he left her - tons of gear and a decent amount of savings - but she just couldn't get the connections that would make use of her skillset and allow her to make a living of her own.&nbsp; She was months late with the rent and the gangs that were "protecting" her stuff would probably be on their way to make a collection in a day or two.&nbsp; <br><br>One a scale of "one" to "screwed," she was "royally."<br><br>A series of hard knocks pounded against her door.&nbsp; The gang can't be coming already.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hello?"&nbsp; More knocks.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hellooo?&nbsp; Vheels?&nbsp; Are you in there?"&nbsp; More knocks.<br><br>The appeareance of the man knocking on the door certainly seemed familiar - tall, built, long blond hair, deep blue eyes, resembling a Viking but looking as Russian as his accent suggested.&nbsp; How did she know him?&nbsp; A quick glance around her apartment caused her eyes to settle on an old photo that had three men - Wheels 15 to 20 years younger, one elf that was her father, and another elf that looked exactly like the man outside.<br><br>"Please, I seek old comrade named Vheels.&nbsp; I know he eez not in there, but someone eez.&nbsp; If you know heem, please open door, I beg you."<br><br>
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