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sequel to this post, ft Antinea ( @k1ll-v-maim )
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Valerie has a collection of necklaces they collect over the years and wear - Vik's boxing glove charm, Johnny's dogtag. The oldest one however is a chip that she gave away to a fellow streetkid she saved once outside El Coyote Cojo. Ft. @k1ll-v-maim 's Antinea.
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“Here-” V carefully held out the shard chip connected to the chain that had hung around her neck, and after a moments silence and no move on the other’s part, let out a sigh before grabbing a hand and carefully placing the necklace in the palm of the teenager.
“…s-sorry- um, what. what is it?”
V took a moment, scrunching her nose as she inspected the food she had scrounged up, “Right- probably learned at least to not slot random shards from strangers. Uh, well. I promise this one won't fry your ass or anything,” she turned to the teenager, propping her elbow on the bar, gesturing with her other hand at the shard, “Short version is - it’s a netrunners wet dream. Loaded up with all you could ever need to know ‘bout the net, and I don't just mean the shit we're stuck with now. I'm talking the knowledge from netrunners before DATAKRASH. The old ‘net. Might not be able to access it, but doesn't mean there aren't pearls of wisdom to gleam from Murphy, Alteria, shit even Bartmoss himself. Even though he's the reason the ‘net got fucked. Oh, it's also got some decent quickhacks loaded in too. Nothing fancy, but enough that if gonks like before mess with you, you can disable their chrome and delta.”
“o-oh…” the Teen looked down at the shard curiously, hand tremors slowly easing, “but why-”
“Well, you're a netrunner aren't you? Though your cyberdecks a bit… well, it's- hmm. I wanna say a 2056 model? Great for that year, but it's definitely vintage chrome by now. Still, if you managed to teach yourself using that, you've got talent. Besides, I've got all the data on it triple copied and locked behind the thickest ICE you've ever seen.”
V paused, brows furrowing as she stared down at the shard held in the Teen’s hand - a distant look come to her eyes. Instinctively the Teen tensed at the sudden shift of her mood, just as V spoke again, voice soft - almost strained.
“…look, it's your first day on the streets, ain't it? Don't have to lie, I can tell. I've lived my entire life out here, I know when someone’s green. Anyway, I used- I used to have this gang, y'know? Not like those fuckin gonk heads messing with you. This was a family gang, netrunners and bikers. Chooms looking out for each other… we didn't just survive, we were. We were happy. And- I mean, I had already taught myself plenty, Sylv-” she cut herself off, shaking her head, and letting out a deep breath, “My two outputs, they were head of the gang. Taught me everything I didn't know. And it's all there. On that chip.”
