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It was cold when she stepped outside of the building. Her breath came out in small puffs of fog as she slowly made her way across the street. Her skin so flawlessly white, she glowed like a bright light in the waning sun and gray darkness. She stopped just around the corner from the building where she was assigned. Lighting a cigarette, she took in her surroundings with a sigh. She had been working with this company for 3 weeks now, and the work was soul-crushing. Dispatched by Tyrell himself, she felt a great deal of apprehension at the task that lay out before her.
It’ll be easy for you to fool them, my lovely girl... He told her the night before her deployment. You’re perfect. This is why you were born. The words played over in her head and a troubled look rested on her face as she blew out a cloud of smoke. Her father- his mission in this society, in this world -was greater than her creation. It was greater than her life. Companies like Tyrell Corp. were struggling with the invisible and secretive infiltration of the technological production supporting human augmentation. Born from his desperation to fight against the oppressive takeover, Mae emerged from his inventive knowledge as a secret pawn to further the scientific advancement of human augmentation.
Where she stood today was at an undocumented and untested threshold. One that could give way at any minute. She folded her skirt up at the hem and pulled a shiny coin out of her thigh-high stocking. She flipped it over in her palm and smoothed the face with her thumb. For you to remember your worth, he had told her. Her only true belonging besides the knowledge of her nature, it was her prized possession, and she always kept the coin close.
She flicked the cigarette and walked further down into the alley. Everyone had taken their turn for the night, and she was desperate for the cool air to cleanse her skin and carry away the feeling that lingered on her body.
