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[ An anonymous post from a console the Console café pings the network. The poster had gone through the laborious task of omitting any indication of what café they were in, or any personal details. Said post is a relatively non-descriptive person of color of some indeterminate middle-aged with a nervous, almost supplicant air to them. His voice is now more than a cagey, but friendly conversational tone. ]
The black walls, high as they are, were as comforting a sight as the police force with their unorthodox, eccentric regulations and the majority of the natives who had something more judgmental than curiosity in the glances they throw our way. And this curfew business that's new.
Enough to make anyone nervous. Some first day, right?
The black walls, high as they are, were as comforting a sight as the police force with their unorthodox, eccentric regulations and the majority of the natives who had something more judgmental than curiosity in the glances they throw our way. And this curfew business that's new.
Enough to make anyone nervous. Some first day, right?