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[ This fancy piece of pretty is the sort of thing that puts a runner like her out of a job, so Minka can't help but resent it a little. Then again, talking to people without having to see them? Who would pass that up? (People who aren't socially stunted is the answer here.) ]

Hello? How do I know this damn thing's on? It should tell you when it's on. If this is on, tell me how to join a division. I hear I get more money that way.

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It's not something she can just get used to. Like a splinter she just can't see or an ingrown toenail, the anchor shard keeps putting out just enough of a feeling to remind her it's there. Luckily the healers gave her a salve to put on it so whenever it starts to hurt she just slaps more on. That's the only time it's uncovered. She hates looking at it and would probably cut off her hand if she had the guts. But she doesn't, so she's stuck here until this slow ass rifts team figure out how to get out the shards.

May as well wander and see where she can find work. The docks seem promising. She can run messages or goods here, right? She'll just hop up onto this barrel and take a look around. Only when she does that, the lid breaks in half and her rear goes down into the barrel, leaving her with her legs in the air and a shriek coming from her mouth.

"What the fuck? How is that even-- whose shoddy ass work is this? Get me out of here!"

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