Moving the mouse, Madotsuki swept the cursor across a digital canvas. Just a few more details and it would be finished. It had been a few days since Hiro had left for an event known as "Dante's Abyss," so the dreamer had plenty of time to herself to look for jobs. She was currently working on the last of the drawings she had been requested to make, this one being an anthropomorphic blue-and-white lemur wearing iron battle armor and wielding a giant flail.
It seemed the majority of her art appealed to the furry crowd, although she didn't really mind. Heck, arriving at one of their conventions wearing a cat tail, paws and ears sounded quite appealing, if only for checking out the costumes the others brought. She even had the Effect for it. Unfortunately there weren't any in the nearby vicinity, and the idea of joining a giant group of people...
Nah, she was content just making art for them. She drew the final touches and mailed it to her client. Her smile widened when the notification told her that she had been paid. It wasn't much, but it was just a drawing. It was probably one of the only things she was good at using her recently-formed laptop for, though.
She didn't draw just for the money-- it helped keep her mind off of the incident at the arcade. While she wasn't scared of the event, the possibilities of what happened proved troublesome. Coruscant was a civilization built around technology. Sure, it only effected the arcade machines, but what if that was only a fraction of its power? It would have an entire city to control! She had texted about the incident to Madeline shortly after she returned to the Tier 2 apartment, and her response was... worrisome, to say the least.
She mentioned that while she was working at the Song and Dance, the Miku animatronic had bugged out; it assaulted the customers and kept rambling about how Skynet was the superior race and other things like that. They managed to restrain her before anyone got killed, although a few people got injured during her revolt, including Madeline. This wouldn't bode well, but Madotsuki needed to get her mind off it before her mind wandered into places best left unknown.
Making her way to Omniart, she typed into the shoutout box;
"I'm ready for more requests."
She was about to hit Enter when another notification appeared on the side of the screen. Madeline had sent her an email, and the dreamer took no time in opening the message.
"Hey, Mado. Some group in Tier 5 is interested in your services. They need you to deliver something to one of their outposts in Tier 7. I wasn't given the specifics."
It didn't take the Night Terror long to come up with a reply:
"Tell them I'll be there soon. Meet me outside the Song and Dance." Madeline probably wouldn't be too happy hear about that, but it was the only landmark in Tier 5 Madotsuki could recognize besides the base of the Night Terrors.
Shutting down her laptop, she slid it underneath the bed and left her room. Her clients would have to wait.
She had a job to do.
It seemed the majority of her art appealed to the furry crowd, although she didn't really mind. Heck, arriving at one of their conventions wearing a cat tail, paws and ears sounded quite appealing, if only for checking out the costumes the others brought. She even had the Effect for it. Unfortunately there weren't any in the nearby vicinity, and the idea of joining a giant group of people...
Nah, she was content just making art for them. She drew the final touches and mailed it to her client. Her smile widened when the notification told her that she had been paid. It wasn't much, but it was just a drawing. It was probably one of the only things she was good at using her recently-formed laptop for, though.
She didn't draw just for the money-- it helped keep her mind off of the incident at the arcade. While she wasn't scared of the event, the possibilities of what happened proved troublesome. Coruscant was a civilization built around technology. Sure, it only effected the arcade machines, but what if that was only a fraction of its power? It would have an entire city to control! She had texted about the incident to Madeline shortly after she returned to the Tier 2 apartment, and her response was... worrisome, to say the least.
She mentioned that while she was working at the Song and Dance, the Miku animatronic had bugged out; it assaulted the customers and kept rambling about how Skynet was the superior race and other things like that. They managed to restrain her before anyone got killed, although a few people got injured during her revolt, including Madeline. This wouldn't bode well, but Madotsuki needed to get her mind off it before her mind wandered into places best left unknown.
Making her way to Omniart, she typed into the shoutout box;
"I'm ready for more requests."
She was about to hit Enter when another notification appeared on the side of the screen. Madeline had sent her an email, and the dreamer took no time in opening the message.
"Hey, Mado. Some group in Tier 5 is interested in your services. They need you to deliver something to one of their outposts in Tier 7. I wasn't given the specifics."
It didn't take the Night Terror long to come up with a reply:
"Tell them I'll be there soon. Meet me outside the Song and Dance." Madeline probably wouldn't be too happy hear about that, but it was the only landmark in Tier 5 Madotsuki could recognize besides the base of the Night Terrors.
Shutting down her laptop, she slid it underneath the bed and left her room. Her clients would have to wait.
She had a job to do.
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