Gendo Ikari 4 hours ago
@gendoCase fell into the prison of his own flesh. His total assets were quickly converted to New Yen, a fat sheaf of the old paper currency that circulated endlessly through the closed circuit of the world's black markets like the seashells of the Trobriand islanders.
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Rei Ayanami @ayanami 4 hours ago Case, good buddy.... He looked up, met gray eyes ringed with paintstick.
Misato Katsuragi @misato 4 hours ago For Case, who'd lived for the bodiless exultation of cyberspace, it was the Fall. In the bars he'd frequented as a cowboy hotshot, the elite stance involved a certain relaxed contempt for the flesh. The body was meat.
Rei Ayanami @ayanami 4 hours ago He took it, let her light it with a red plastic tube. You sleep in' okay, Case? You look tired. Her accent put her south along the Sprawl, toward Atlanta.
Shinji Ikari @shinji 4 hours ago All the speed he took, all the turns he'd taken and the corners he'd cut in Night City, and still he'd see the matrix in his sleep, bright lattices of logic unfolding across that colorless void....
Shinji Ikari @shinji 4 hours ago He looked back as the plastic door swung shut behind him, saw her eyes reflected in a cage of red neon.