"What stuff? You're in a snowstorm wearing nothing but a credstick."
Talsi blinked. "I am?"
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"Look elf, you're coming along," the Lonestar replied.
"Clothes?"
"When we get there, deck-head*."
Deck-head:
Decker; also, someone who spends large amounts of time on the Grid.
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"Hey. Wake up!" said the cop, shaking the elf awake.
"What is it?"
"We're here"
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Talsi blinked. She did so twice, in fact. Was this really what they called food here?
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