Ghosts in the Machine
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The noise of the crowd is always welcome, since the team uses it as a place to deck into the matrix, discuss wire taps, share secret information, and arrange meetings with any client that requests it. Altuğ carefully curated the cafe to be the perfect hotbed for gleaning information and covertly passing it on. A genius move, really. The cafe just happens to be a nice bonus.
“Just a cup of soykaf, please, love,” he says as he peers into the backroom, looking for signs of Altuğ behind the curtain. He turns his attention to the girl behind the counter, and blinks in surprise when he realizes it isn’t the usual barista, Kami.
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- Part 1 of Ghosts in the Machine
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It’s more than just a mosaic of scattered ink. It’s a riot of color, still vibrant, carefully planned, leaving the empty space of skin to purposefully intermingle with the tattooed designs— a mix of animals, plants, and shapes like circuits breaking up the canvas of skin. It dominates his whole chest and stomach, wrapping around his shoulders to his back, and crawling up his neck.
Glory watches him avoid eye contact, the tension slowly unspooling as his eyes unfocus with a slow sigh of acceptance, while the others stare on.
“Damn," Dietrich nods, taking in every detail and color, stained brown and burgundy by blood. "Since when?”
“Well, the stab wound happened today," Hide grimaces.
“Cute,” Eiger says in a way that means it isn’t. “Where’d you get them?”
Blitz doesn't wait for an answer, piling on. “Are you like… yakuza or something?”Series
- Part 2 of Ghosts in the Machine
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"Can I help you?"
Oval huffs a sigh and a loose curl out of her face, pausing the trid on her PDA to look up at the man looming over her. His arms are folded across his chest. Rather strategically too, she thinks, trying to show off his muscles and tattoos. He's some wannabe ganger— someone who's had enough people stroke his ego and enough people act scared of him that he thinks he's the baddest man to ever live.
She is, to him, just some satyr girl in purple and too much jewelry, perched on the curb in his space.
He stares down at her.
She stares back.
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- Part 3 of Ghosts in the Machine