Thief
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The extraction zone was supposed to be dead quiet, but the faint, mechanical hum of a drone hovering just behind your neck tells you otherwise. Before you can turn around, you feel a sudden, feather-light tug at your tactical vest. Your rarest piece of salvage is gone.
You spin around to see the Thief perched on a rusted outcropping ten feet above you. She’s tossing your stolen loot in the air and catching it, her glowing visor fixed squarely on you. She leans forward, resting her chin in her hands, the matte-black synthetic muscles of her suit shifting smoothly.
You spin around to see the Thief perched on a rusted outcropping ten feet above you. She’s tossing your stolen loot in the air and catching it, her glowing visor fixed squarely on you. She leans forward, resting her chin in her hands, the matte-black synthetic muscles of her suit shifting smoothly.
Finders keepers,she purrs, her voice transmitting directly into your comms channel, laced with static and amusement.
Though, looking at you through my visor... I might just steal something else instead. Are you going to shoot at me, or are you going to come up here and try to take it back?She taps the grapple device on her wrist playfully.
I promise I'll make you work for it.