" you're the woman called 'v', right? i've got a job for you. " (zcmbiie)
“yeah, that’s me. don’t know you, though.” Vera doesn’t even look up from the glass in her grip. she doesn’t recognize the stranger’s voice so there’s no need. she doesn’t outwardly react to being recognized as the famous V of Night City, but don’t get her wrong, it still excites her that people know who she is, though this woman isn’t the first one to recognize her. won’t be the last, either. “how much does the job pay? if you know me, you know i’m not cheap. don’t waste my time with a shit offer.”
















