Better check in with Max.

Realizing finally you have only your sword, that might give your identity away, and your pistol you decide you had better talk to Max before you go to the meet in case something goes wrong. You call him up on your com system effortlessly. ?Max, I think I am going to need something after all. That damn German has seen my face and might know where I am heading. I need weapons, armor, and a bit better disguise than just a sexy dress.?

?No problem, do you have any money on hand??

?Not really but I do have a $100,000 paycheck in my hand right now. You know I am good for it, just set it up.?

?Yeah, of course. I guess if you really want to pull off the ?I am a girl? con you should head down to Doc?s place I know he can give you some quick nano tech enhancements that will make the look much more convincing and make it much safer for you.?

?Good idea, can you have a package there for me, say a new type of gun people won?t associate with me, a new sword that isn?t quite as distinctive as mine, and an armored jacket for protection. Oh and I think for now I will go by the Fox.?

?The Fox? no good there is an assassin using that name.?

?Shit really, ok??

?I know I will tag you as a new recruit under the name of Vixen. I knew a hot elf that was going to use that handle but she died. It is a name some might have come in contact with so you will have an easy pseudo background at a glance. Ok done. All right Vixen I will call Doc and let him know you are on your way. And I will have someone run your package over there as well. Talk to you later with your bill.?

?Asshole? You think as you slow to take a u turn to go across town to the doc?s. You suddenly know it is about an hour drive and make a quick stop to get something to drink before you continue. As you pull in to the little gas station next to another motorcycle with a big hulk of a man on it rearranging his packs you suddenly feel a tinge in your bowels and are not sure if you pulled over to get a drink, or if you saw him and wanted to get fucked again. You notice he looks you over as you quickly race into the store so as to quell any feelings you don?t think you want to deal with. The shock of the cold of the air conditioned store instantly makes you have use the bathroom and you turn to the cute young girl at the register, ?Where is the bathroom??

She eyes you over and apparently decides you won?t rob her and answers, ?It is around back, here is the key.? She holds up a long plastic stick with a little key attached and you can?t help but smile at the idea that they would still do that this far in the future but then just as suddenly as this thought enters your head it is replaced by a feeling that your other life may have just been a dream.

?Thanks.? You take the key and walk back out. The biker is still there as you walk around and you can feel his eyes on you as you go. You open the door and go into the little bathroom.