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* Part 1
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"Life isn't fair, sure I get it, everyone knows that. It's like the
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first thing a kid learns. The universe doesn't care and will kill us
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and everything we love the moment it has the chance. The only way we
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made it this far is by making our own luck, right? Pushing back
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against anything that wants to stop us. So why is it then, that when
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I, a denizen of Barker's Round, a member of the freaking Terran
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Confederacy, an honest to the omnimessiah human derived sapient,
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locked in a damned jail cell for trying to do the same thing my
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ancestors did that let us enjoy this wonderful place we call home?!"
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The pink haired anthropomorphic fox paced back and forth in her cell,
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glancing up at the lone guard sitting at a desk in the detention
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hall. Her body language screamed danger, her ears flat on her head and
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her tail flicking in adjitaiton. The poor guard was lucky those
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durasteel bars were between her and him, she thought, fantasizing
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about giving him a right hook and leaping out the window to freedom.
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The guard just stared back at her with amber eyes. "You hit a
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nanoforge and somehow cracked part of the inner casing, thats why."
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"I did not hit it! That's bullshit! I did not..." The slamming of a
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door interrupted her rebuttal.
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Another guard stood in the doorway beside a stocky hyena morph with a
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jet black mane and a very much not amused look on his face.
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"Oh, hi Mark!" the vixen perked up, giving the guard a shit eating
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grin. "Come to tell these fine gentlebeings that they were wrong to
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arrest me?"
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"Stuff it Rin, you fucking headbutted the only working nanoforge in
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the town and somehow damaged it beyond autorepair!" Mark growled. "I
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don't even know how you didn't cave in your skull doing that!"
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Rin rubbed her head "Well it did hurt, but the damn thing wouldn't
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print my job!"
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"You're damn lucky we need to depart soon, they'll release you to my
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custodoy." The guard beside him nodded. "What the hell was so
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important that you couldn't contact the tech VI and ask what the
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holdup was anyway?"
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Her bold front disintegrated, tail curling between her legs a bit as
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her ears tilted down. "The stuffy..."
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"A FUCKING STUFFY!?"
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"It's not just a stuffy! It's the one that xenospecies captain that
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survived the precursor attack made, its SO CUTE! I needed it Mark."
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She protested, ending on a meek note. "It even says I love you when
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you hug it..."
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The hyena just stared at her for a moment before turning to the
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guard. "On second thought, nevermind. I don't need her out of there
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that badly.
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She looked on in horror as her saviour and the other guard walked out
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and closed the door. "YOU JACKASS! FUCK!"
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The guard at the desk just smirked and laughed.
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