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#lkaryos. the mechanical icarus. independent &. private adam jensen of eidos montreal's deus ex: human revolution &. mankind divided. studying: the body as the ship of theseus, technology &. transhumanism, and what it means to be truly human. 21+ only, mature themes forever present, crossover friendly. as pieced together by vanto, 31, he / they.

" far be it from me to tell you to throw yourself into the meat grinder, " adam begins, shadowing the metaphorical threshold to the clearly - marked area that is arcade's operating space within his own clinic, " but i'm surprised you don't charge me as often as you should. and everyone else you see, for that matter. with the degree of cyberware you manage, you'd be set up in corpo plaza by now if you didn't work for free so often — you know that, right? "

it'd be a loss, certainly, if that relocation ever happened, but adam would be lying if he said he wasn't intrigued by the thought process.

or rather 'body inside an ice - cold bathtub', as he knows he's left himself behind in realspace. data in hand, adam follows a trail of virtual breadcrumbs: signs of access here, activity logs there; even a derelict data fortress or two, its contents ransacked no differently than a bank safe bereft of physical bills. he heads deeper and within instants he's floating in near - zero gravity — it's freezing — he's staring at a crack in the blackwall. somehow he recognizes the avatar of that broken dam, because the face she once wore and the name she was once condensed into was the talk of the entire city.

" ah, shit ... " yeah. little wonder cyberspace is turning lethal.

the door to the apartment locks shut; adam takes off his coat, sprinkled with rainwater, and johnny escapes the confines of his brain to merge with reality. " are you feeling charitable, or were you just waiting to be indoors to get started again? " his lenses retract; even if johnny's aviators stay on, adam figures it's the gesture that counts. " i admit, it is nice to be able to talk back without looking like i'm on the path to cyberpsychosis out in public. "

it's the one time he's bet anything, because everyone knows about pearl and how good she is; what she does, how she fights. what surprises him is that she knows him. as much as a reputation reveals about a person, anyway. " my reputation, huh? a man's not always aware of what people say about him. " he finds he doesn't know what to do with his hands, so he sticks them in his pockets. way less defensive than crossing his arms. " what else have you heard? "

if you want to make enemies, try to change something.