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Need a driver, chummer?

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Yo chummer, I gotta tell you about this guy who lives in my building. So every day I come home and I gotta pass this guy’s door. You get near the thing and it reeks of engine oil, and I can hear some sort of machine inside, all hours of the day! And it’s dirty. I mean, the door itself is filthy. So yesterday I’m passing by with my girl and the door suddenly swings open as smoke billows out. And out he comes: A troll, nearly 8 feet tall, I swear! That’s not even the worst part. His body was wired up and covered in chrome. Glowing eyes, metal hands, even one of his horns was chromed up. It looked like someone slapped an old world car on this guy, grime and all. He was filthy, omae.
Well anyway, Crystal and I stop dead as this monster lumbers out, gives us a smile, and plods into the garage. Now I’m drekking curious. So we follow him. There’s this fenced off section of the garage that’s been set up for a while, and he strolls right into it. We duck behind some old crates and we see this guy tinkering with some drones. I know some dirty drek doesn’t have a permit for them. Besides that, the damn things are armed! He loads them up into some old van he has back there. He straps on a sidearm too as he gets into the car himself. It gets even weirder than that! He pulls a wire out of his head and rigs right to the van. The van kinda closed itself around him. Must be some driver, chummer. He spins out of the garage and into the city.
What the hell is this guy’s deal? I bet he runs guns for the Triads. Who else would need a rigged vehicle like that?

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