[Cyberia] Re: Cyberia: An Ill-Met Welcome

[Cyberia GM]

"I want to see this place. I =need= to see this place."
      
Dot gestured at Suhuy, "He's probably right.  Either that or he thinks you
said something else."

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"You have *no* idea of what you ask," Asha replied, focussing on the now
intent man.  "You think you will find what you once were," she said.  "But
you won't.  She doesn't know what you really desire," she said, gesturing
dismissively towards Dot.  "No offence intended- a while ago, even with the
evidences that I had, I wouldn't have either."

"But now I do.  Now I know my heritage, and I wish that I didn't."  She sat
on the edge of the couch, almost pleading with Suhuy.  "I know what it's
like.  The longing for the power- the longing for the simplest
manifestations.  But this is *not* your Logrus."

"Besides," she continued, shrugging.  "Even if I wanted to help you- there's
no way that we could get within Serenity Towers *now*.  Anywhere that isn't
locked down by corporate cops is not fit to live in anyway..."

Her voice faded as her mind continued to process what she was thinking.  Her
eyes glassed over, and it seemed that she wasn't even with them anymore.
There was only the faintest of autonomic functions left- her chest moving
rhythmically was their only clue that she still lived.

Just as suddenly, she snapped out of whatever fugue she had been in, looking
intently towards Dot.  "Are you wired?  Do you have a plug?"