City of Rain

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Still wet, the knife laid gracefully in her hand. A few ill words were muttered before life was no longer present in the target. Quickly she wiped the void looking liquid off with its owner's clothing and left the scene. This night was no different from any other yet gratitude for the new covering reign high.

Arriving at the compound Jac nonchalantly undressed and headed for the showers. The clothes were taken by an attendant in exchange for a small square of 2D, a type of soap used to erase acts like the one committed. After a quick scrub down Jac slipped into fresh civilian clothes and headed to the front desk.

"Has Kal been around?"

"No, he hasn't been on duty I believe."

"Alright. Thanks."

Walking away the person working the front desk added, "Rest up good. There's word of a big bust tomorrow." A hand was waved in reply; a late night dive offered promises of wine.

Sitting down at one of the tables Jac let the music sink in.

"A glass of Pinot Noir my lady?"

"Not inter-Kal." Kal took a seat handing over one of the glasses of red wine.

"Figured you'd show up eventually Lola."

"Why do you insist on calling me that?"

Taking a sip from his glass he replied, "The aliases just don't do it for me."

"You seem to like yours."

"Well I was lucky." Kal grinned his sly grin; Jac gave him a sour look. "I jest. C'mon Jac, lighten up a bit. We're safe, well as much as we'll ever be, in this place."

"Sure." Jac took a long sip. "Tomorrow there's apparently--"

"A big bust. I know, that's what they always say."

"You've been scarce lately."

"I do have a life outside of this you know. I like to live once and awhile. Speaking of, how's that doll of yours?"

"I'd rather not say."

"Fucked things up again, did ya? You could learn a few things from me you know. Don't let what we do ruin your chance at happiness if that's what you've found." Kal gave the Pinot Noir a whiff. "How long have you've been in Jac?"

"Since I dropped out of mid high."

"Ah yes," Kal took another sip, "you're one of the age-old bloods." Jac winced as she hated the term even though it encompassed the truth. Kal decided to be nice and change the subject. "Looks like it's going to rain again."

"When has it ever not?"