Mirura sat on a couch in her Old Athen apartment, pencil and paper in her hands, scribbling down a list.
"Optical enhancement.. Integrated gridlink, data access for sure, maybe a motion detector? Nah, it'll cost too much. What else was I thinking about back there?"
She looked at a picture displaying the planned structure of her upcoming underskin microcomputer and eye augments and bit the pencil's nonfunctional tip in thoughts.
The light on her wristpad started blinking and Mir groaned, opening her comm line.
"What now? Oh. Hey, man, I've told you I'm getting the money, just wait a few more days, okay? No? Oh come on. Pretty please."
The voice on the other end of the discussion didn't sound all too pleased with her answer. One way insults were flinged across the comm line, including sexist remarks of Mirura's competence in the field. Mir took her comm unit off her ear for the duration of it and rolled her eyes.
"Hey, chill down, look, I got it coming. I emptied a cop's bank account recently but we gotta divide the money first. Yeah, can you believe it? I still got the sod's account card right here in my pocket. But I got work to do here, I'll call you when I get the money. Stop bugging me."
Mir shut the man off her comm line and let a deep sigh.
"Where was I? Oh, right, the Gridlink.. And maybe NCU control, hardwired to the microcomputer. This is going to be sooooo awesome!"
She smiled broadly and wrote it down on the list. Her gaze shifted briefly to the pitch black Death Squad helmet resting on her table, skull emblem painted to the front. Yes, things would get much better very soon. All her worries would be over.
And once again Mir forgot all about the evergrowing pile of debts she really should clear up.