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V ⦠CYBERPUNK 2077
RESIDENCE ⦠Chez Eurodyne, Silverhand, Strife & V
GEMBOND ⦠Sapphire
"This is V. 'pparently 'm busy right now so leave a message."
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Speakin' of work... Cloud told me what you're makin' 'im do. The uh... hand holdin'.
[ He doesn't think he needs to say anything more to explain what he means, just jams his own hands in his pockets and the grin melts into a smile. ]
And I thought to myself... no fuckin' way Johnny wouldn't be balls deep already out there now he's got his allegedly impressive cock back. So...
[ So it's a decent thing to do for somebody else, and what he thinks he maybe should say but is relying on Johnny being able to read his thoughts - or remembering enough of them - is that he's glad the guy hasn't just reverted back to being a selfish asshole. ]
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[Hey, this is the part where he deflects the attempt to make him look like heās some helpful guy.]
Yāknow, Iām not the only one livinā here. You could take up the burden yourself, too. Hold the guyās hand ā he acts all tough, but I think heās as big of a gonk as you.
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[ It's a lie, plain and simple. If he's needed for hand-holding he's probably the more likely candidate than Johnny at first glance. But actually, seems like Johnny's got this all tied up. ]
Makes ya feel any better, think you were goin' soft way before you got here.
[ Something that V's a fan of; better than the seething version of a man who wanted to kill him to get what he wanted, at first. ]
But if you turn into a rock while we're here? I'll flatline ya myself.
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[Excuse you! Maybe itās true but itās nothing he wants to hear spoken aloud like that!!!]
Say that again and Iāll turn into a rock just to spite you. I aināt goinā soft, V, just ācause Iām not trying not to let the world revolve around me as much as before.
Or you already forget about the bar fight we got ourselves into already? Nearly knocked that guyās teeth out ā funny as hell.
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No, you won't. 'cause if you think I wouldn't hold your hand too...
[ Dragging his hands back out of his pockets he spreads them, like he's saying 'I don't make the rules'. ]
'sides, didn't say you're a pushover. Why's it such a bad thing if you got people you're soft with anyway?
[ Aside from Night City being the way it is, and how hard it makes people, V never asked that. Not that he remembers, anyway. ]
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[He pushes himself up to his feet, kitchen chair squeaking as it slides across the floor. Time to make his exit, not because heās taken any real offense, but because itās about as far as heās going to humor the convo for now. He doesnāt have the ability to just blip out of existence anymore.]
āsome people canāt tell the difference, and Iād hate to give āem the wrong impression. Better off thinkinā Iām a selfish jackass, leave it at that. Easy for me to act like it; like slipping on an old coat.
[He huffs smoke, heads out towards the kitchenās exit. Raises a chrome hand in a little wave.]
Like now. Talk to ya when I feel like it. Gonna find a mask for that ugly mug of yours.
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Yeah. You do that.
[ And he'll... do something else. ]