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The training was supposed to help reaction timing and dealing with spooky things. To Solia? It was just another zombie survival horror game. Only it half kinda s**t for graphics at the frame rate was balls. Really, her game boy color felt more scary with Pokemon lavender town going on. That music was scary s**t.

All in all she was fairly unimpressed, plus the other players were more or less all over the map and at various points so it didn't look like she'd have much pvp to..

A pause as she read the username a second time. No. ********. Way. The SN was unmistakable. It was the same one. And in the world of the Internet people sharing an SN? Rare and pretty impossible if you used it all over. It had to be the same guy. He had dropped off the face of the net ages back....

Solia sent him a message in game.



Her goddamn dealer had escaped to deus ex.
And he owed her a full set of blade runner still.

It was the same guy. Or girl. But she doubted the lady parts cuz ladies didn't usually deal on the boards Solia had once crused looking for cheap digital copies of this or that. Either way it was the same person. They knew her SN? They knew her. They were indeed, the dealer she thought dead. Vanished.

The vanishing act had prompted a mass sweep of her files and a very long week of Internet paranoia as the rumors hit that the police had found them and now s**t was ******** but no. They just dropped.
And she had a pending order too.



Someone flagged her in game. She might have begun to spawn camp.

Solis frowned as she was given a warning to stop camping. ******** that. All was fair game when you found the respawn point. Sitting ducks needed to fly or die. That was just how the game was played.



As Solia got yet another flag she scowled harder at the screen. She was so done with this. The rules said nothing about camping. It was fair!



She promptly ran up to the spawn point and nuked herself, taking out a fellow player, leaving the final message for all to see.

There was in another Room, Solia getting up and looking around her. No one. Meaning that the only other two rooms had open computers were her safe bet. And one was locked and empty. Leaving- Opening the door, Solia looked around, scanning the area. Online handles didn't always match to people but it was worth a shot.

R3pent.

A messy head of red. A name on twitter. She gave the figure a leo squint. Maybe? Possibly? He was abrasive and sexist too so-
"R-three-pent?" It hit her. "REPent?"
"Rep?"

Twitter was great for teaching names.

Solia said the only thing she could think of in that moment of space and time. “Wow.” Walking over she just gave Rep a small look of mild confusion before holding out her hand. “Uh, it’s.. nice to meet you in.. person?” It was one of most awkward meetings she’d ever had. Rep, that guy from twitter, was the same guy she’d bough blackmarket pirate goods from. “So uh, Solia Delacroix. Er double’headshot’.” Because that wasn’t glaringly obvious or anything from her knowing his online handle.

“I never really did get around to thanking you for that full set of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.”

He thought she was a guy. It was fair enough, she’d made a point not to share her gender on those forums. Calls for tits, for a/s/l, kitchen calls- it was just easier to mask as a guy. Change your typing habit to horrible internet lingo, not pics, use the fake payment name- some pretty standard stuff. Just keep identity secret. That including gender. “It’s a fair assumption. I never exactly made a point to share that info for obvious reasons… granted I bet getting requests for certain material was ah… questionable at times.” Animes, oh animes. Not to mention the various movies and games.

“But It’s nice to um, meet you William. Rep. And if it’s any consolation for dealing with my odd requests, you were one of the better dealers on that forum, so I never minded what you charged me really. When you vanished though, it was the first time I’d heard about you dropping a deal, and when no one could find you... Rumor was that feds found you.” She grinned. “But it looks like someone else did!”

Solia shrugged off the bigotry. She knew this type. You could educate them day in and day out but no matter what you did? They’d just throw it back in your face. It was better to kill with kidness. Or jab and sarcasm. In the end little would change. They’d just use anything and everything to feel justified. “Don’t ask, don’t tell. Or tell everyone if you found out. It was just how things worked. I’m not sorry I ended up being female however. I can’t exactly change my biological make up as I like. Got that picked for me.” She would change certain factors however. But they had shots for that.

“Jail would be worse I think. Can’t cook a good meal for yourself. Stuck in a cage. If you get out, it’s likely you’d lose out on employment and life opportunities. Here we might be lacking, but we are not caged. It was a choice we made. Being found out and put in jail… Well I’m pretty sure no one made the choice to get caught? Effectively steal perhaps, but not get caught. Eh, it’s neither here nor there. Can’t talk much if Deus is worse. Just arrived a few months ago.” She gave a shrug. “So.” She stared at him. “ How did a guy like you end up here, shadows aside.”