Aug 17, 2024
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the silly 🥺🐀
!! DO NOT SPOIL THE UPDATE FOR ME. I HAVEN'T PLAYED !!
And i'm asking, why, Lord...
If this is how I die, Lord...
Dynamic practice with jane doe
i think i’ve finally settled on what went on with jane to make her Jane Doe and i’m going with: botched clinical trial. she was a med student, living off scraps and whatever passed as a scholarship, she didn’t have any living family, she signed up for clinical trials to supplement her income and this particular one was more invasive and more involved than prior ones. they thought they’d killed her, dumped her somewhere and didn’t bother stripping what seemed like busted tech out of her, but surprise she’s alive. etc etc
jane’s real identity won’t pop up on a scan from v’s kiroshis. she’s actually tried that before, just gone right up to the police station and asked for a scan. nothing came up, and then she had to quickly dip out of there because nothing came up. whatever happened to her, someone made sure nobody was gonna come looking for her again. she got jane doe off of the paperwork the interviewing badge was filling out for her. short, snappy. like her - at least, that day.
the case of missing mary waterford is, like so many in night city, still open and probably shoved somewhere in the back of an old filing cabinet. girls go missing every day, after all. she’s not special.
jane, in between most of her memory wipes anyway, is very dedicated to good business practices. she might not be able to remember things, but clients do. she’s got a reputation to maintain. she’s very intentional with her words in her contracts - at least, the version of herself who made her base contracts was. she is not a thief, and will usually sniff a little at the assumption.
she just transports stuff for thieves sometimes. but that doesn’t make her any more of a thief than a delamain being used as a getaway vehicle. right?
you must have me confused with someone else. / vega to jane!
her umbrella bathes her in a nice, dry pink. well, it wasn’t hers specifically. she’d yanked it out of a stand when the rain had started and been pleasantly surprised to find it was the holographic kind. it glowed in all the dim grayish-brown rain, and jane should have felt safe just by association. should have, being the operative word. see, there was someone following her. there was a good chance it was just the umbrella’s owner, but her bet was that they were after the shard currently nested in her neural port. nice and safe and unreadable, so long as it remained there.
safety in numbers, and all that. jane had scanned the street for the most modded up person she could find, assumed they were a solo, and pressed close. respectfully, though. except nobody in this goddamn city knew how to play along, huh? jane adjusted her umbrella to cover the other’s shoulder. a gesture of goodwill.
“ no, ” she smiled. “ i’m pretty certain, i remember. ” a very, very funny joke just for herself. when jane moves her head so that her tail can’t read her lips, at least she hopes so. “ i’m being followed, ” she murmured. “ do you see him? ”