"The Void Speaks to me, Does it speak to you?"

The swordsman pulled his jingasa off his head as he stepped into the ripper doc’s shop. An Oni mask still cover the bottom half of his face and he was draped in a black cloak with large sleeves that hid his left arm mostly from view but failed to hide the sword that poked out from underneath it. His steel grey eyes immediately scanned the room, initially to check for threats as he usually did but it quickly just turned to him just ogling the tech around the room. The sudden feminine voice drew his eyes to the gorgeous woman he had somehow glossed over. Mentally slapping himself for such a mistake he shook his head and took off his mask.

“No, I don’t. But a friend recommended your shop a while ago, and I happen to need some repairs done on my arm. I can pay.” 

She gave him a gentle nod and a grin crossed her face, confirming her suspicions. Then Void looked at him and tilted her head and her smile shifted to a smirk “mhmm.. You could say Im one of their best dancers or best selling brain dancers” She practically purred as she spoke then went back to her work. 

Prideful about what she did, prideful of what she was capable of doing. “youve got a good head on your shoulders, must keep your nose clean not know the dirty under workings of this area” She lightly teased, fascinated by the Arasaka Samurai. 

Oni’s eyebrows furrowed as if to say ‘oh really?’ as he quietly said. “Sounds like something I need to see…” He had only really been to a few clubs in his life so far, and all of them were in Japantown. So he really didn’t know what to expect when it came to clubs and anything in this area.

The swordsman pulled his jingasa off his head as he stepped into the ripper doc’s shop. An Oni mask still cover the bottom half of his face and he was draped in a black cloak with large sleeves that hid his left arm mostly from view but failed to hide the sword that poked out from underneath it. His steel grey eyes immediately scanned the room, initially to check for threats as he usually did but it quickly just turned to him just ogling the tech around the room. The sudden feminine voice drew his eyes to the gorgeous woman he had somehow glossed over. Mentally slapping himself for such a mistake he shook his head and took off his mask.

“No, I don’t. But a friend recommended your shop a while ago, and I happen to need some repairs done on my arm. I can pay.” 

Void smirked, she liked his banter and quick wit. She mauled over a response as she started on a repair work at least for the wire damage initially. Clipping off a small section of wire and letting a N33DL3b0t restring it with fresh wires on a smaller level then her hands could do. “Mmmm no, Mox isnt particularly aggressive unless you hurt their people” Void quietly responded as she tilted her head a bit, examining what she had to adjust next. 

“Are you a gun for hire by day?” She pressed lightly but also with curiosity. New customers where always more fun when it came to conversation.

“And I don’t go around hurting working girls, so good.” The last thing he needed right now was one of the largest gangs in the city hating him and possibly by extension the family as well. After all he had only just begun his ‘solo’ career so to speak.

The swordsman pulled his jingasa off his head as he stepped into the ripper doc’s shop. An Oni mask still cover the bottom half of his face and he was draped in a black cloak with large sleeves that hid his left arm mostly from view but failed to hide the sword that poked out from underneath it. His steel grey eyes immediately scanned the room, initially to check for threats as he usually did but it quickly just turned to him just ogling the tech around the room. The sudden feminine voice drew his eyes to the gorgeous woman he had somehow glossed over. Mentally slapping himself for such a mistake he shook his head and took off his mask.

“No, I don’t. But a friend recommended your shop a while ago, and I happen to need some repairs done on my arm. I can pay.” 

She reminisced with a satisfied hum thinking about the vendors. “Alrighty Mister fine- I guess your right. Japan town, I havent been their in a while. Good street food.. Im a local. I live up a couple blocks in the Neon Sector, work here mainly by myself part time during the week. Augmented Reality is mine anyway. That’s part of the reason I half expected you had an appointment due to my limited open time” Void explained as she opened the metal casing to look at the inner working of the wires finding one of the culprits. 

“If youre asking me if Im a local, you must have never made it to the Void Sisters. I wonder then Mister Samurai.. Do you have an issue with Mox’s gang” She teased but also seemed genuinely curious how he was going to respond.

“No disrespect meant of course, just wanted to make sure you understood how absurd a question like that was.” He offered a playful smirk and shrugged his free shoulder. “And Japantown has a lot more good than just street food, you just gotta know where to look. I am kinda surprised to hear this place is only open part of the week, as it really was just a whim and a prior recommendation that brought me here.”

GIRLS

GIRLS

The swordsman pulled his jingasa off his head as he stepped into the ripper doc’s shop. An Oni mask still cover the bottom half of his face and he was draped in a black cloak with large sleeves that hid his left arm mostly from view but failed to hide the sword that poked out from underneath it. His steel grey eyes immediately scanned the room, initially to check for threats as he usually did but it quickly just turned to him just ogling the tech around the room. The sudden feminine voice drew his eyes to the gorgeous woman he had somehow glossed over. Mentally slapping himself for such a mistake he shook his head and took off his mask.

“No, I don’t. But a friend recommended your shop a while ago, and I happen to need some repairs done on my arm. I can pay.” 

“mmmm might cost you… but Im always appreciative of reoccurring customers”  Void smirks with a sense of pride as she pulled out a small needle like tool and disconnected a wire or two to get at the main problem. Tapping the connector briefly, it sparks momentarily as the electricity flared, finally having somewhere to go “Build up sparks, you were lucky it didnt fry your arm sooner. Lets get that replaced shall we?” 

She seemed to be half talking to herself and half talking to him as she sat back up. Swiping through a few panels seeming to be figuring out what would work and match his arm version and type.  “Do you live in Nightcity? or are you a contractor on behalf of Araska’s branch. Whats your deal Samurai” She idled conversation seeming to not wanting the room to fall quiet besides the obnoxious music you could hear from the apartments above.

“When wont it? Nothing in Night City is ever truly free. But I got no issues paying for consistently skilled work.” Oni chuckled lightly as she continued to search through the internals of his left arm. When she taps the connector and causes the sparks his eyes briefly widen as the severity of the issue was finally made clear to him. “Kuso…” He definitely considered himself lucky, had it actually shorted chances were good it would have probably gotten him killed.

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