Robyn/Alyce
Thursday November 5th, 2076; Rendezvous near the Body Mall, Redmond Barrens

Alyce leans into the Ork, following his body movements as the bike speeds away from the meeting place. She has to yell to be heard above the roar of the engines and the wind. “I have friends that would like to talk to you all, but I want to show you that we are your friends and that we are good at what we do. Would you like me to turn off the GPS tracker on my ‘link?”

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