AmazingPieces

It was raining. So what else was not new? Inko slunk through the murky, neon-lit street where shadowy forms hid, her heavy boots stepping in the puddles forming in the recessions in the street. Wary eyes flickered in her direction as she passed — scared prey watching a predator pass at a safe distance. This was a dangerous city and a dangerous planet. It was dangerous out there and people died all the time. Her coat hid her bigger modifications, as little of her birth body truly remained. Or, at least she thought so. With her dusky skin and long, straight, colorless hair she looked as anonymous as one can do in this place. No longer did she claim those memories as her own — the life before this life seemed a distant, foreign dream floating in someone else’s memories and she spent no time dwelling on this. Pulling added power from her body mods, the web-enabled Conduit implanted in her mind scanned the shadows around her. She felt and processed the entities and portions of the Web