(OOC - Originally a 1.0 V when they said V was 27/28 so I'm keeping that age instead of the new 2.0 age of 23. I also am between premium subs so please excuse the lack of icons for now. :x)
There was an impressiveness to the high rise buildings, if only because of the interesting architecture and all of the plants in each terrace. V’d grown used to a life of luxury in relatively short order, but Night City was all mega buildings and glass, sleek design. Plants were strategically inside, cultivated so carefully to be viewed only by those who could afford it. The way they were everywhere here was what really impressed him.
He stopped when he noticed a woman crouching before the water, staring down. He looked at the surface to see what it was she was looking at: he honestly expected some sort of interesting fish, or maybe some weird little creature that he wouldn’t have a word for. Instead, he saw her standing on the moon, the twinkling stars all around. He’s quick to realize he’s looking at something not meant for him and the kiroshis slide away momentarily, until her voice convinces him not to leave.
He almost chuckled at her comment about an ad, knowing just how Night City would use this ad. V could almost imagine some ad for Watson Whore sullying this lovely neighborhood. It was for the better that it was not so, but he already almost missed it. Almost.
“Admit I almost miss the ads from home just for the sake of familiarity." He smiled faintly, again considering the dissonance of Night City advertising and this particular area. "I never did see the appeal in this type’f hardware.”
The EMP threading in his face, the Arasaka pattern on his kiroshis, and the clear markings on his arms silently announcing his mantis blades would make it a dead giveaway to her that they were likely from the same place.
“Never had much real pleasant worth sharin’, though.” He paused, then he let his curiosity get the better of him. “You actually go to the moon?”
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There was an impressiveness to the high rise buildings, if only because of the interesting architecture and all of the plants in each terrace. V’d grown used to a life of luxury in relatively short order, but Night City was all mega buildings and glass, sleek design. Plants were strategically inside, cultivated so carefully to be viewed only by those who could afford it. The way they were everywhere here was what really impressed him.
He stopped when he noticed a woman crouching before the water, staring down. He looked at the surface to see what it was she was looking at: he honestly expected some sort of interesting fish, or maybe some weird little creature that he wouldn’t have a word for. Instead, he saw her standing on the moon, the twinkling stars all around. He’s quick to realize he’s looking at something not meant for him and the kiroshis slide away momentarily, until her voice convinces him not to leave.
He almost chuckled at her comment about an ad, knowing just how Night City would use this ad. V could almost imagine some ad for Watson Whore sullying this lovely neighborhood. It was for the better that it was not so, but he already almost missed it. Almost.
“Admit I almost miss the ads from home just for the sake of familiarity." He smiled faintly, again considering the dissonance of Night City advertising and this particular area. "I never did see the appeal in this type’f hardware.”
The EMP threading in his face, the Arasaka pattern on his kiroshis, and the clear markings on his arms silently announcing his mantis blades would make it a dead giveaway to her that they were likely from the same place.
“Never had much real pleasant worth sharin’, though.” He paused, then he let his curiosity get the better of him. “You actually go to the moon?”