Chapter Seven - Safety Off

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[system online]
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[entering Y/N's view]
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[the day after]

Night City | Shooting Range

[Rebecca]: How in the actual fuck

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[Rebecca]: How in the actual fuck....

Y/N fires all twelve bullets in his mag into six targets, one on the head and the other on the chest each.

He was only gripping the pistol single-handed.

[Rebecca]: ...are you landing these..?

[Y/N]: Someone hasn't been doing their research.

[Rebecca]: Aren't you still in school? Don't tell me you-

[Y/N]: Jesus, of course not.

[Rebecca]: But you're the quiet kid right?

Y/N sighs and ignores her while refilling ammo

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Y/N sighs and ignores her while refilling ammo.

[Rebecca]: I'm kidding, don't cry choom.

Y/N inserts the mag and lines his eye on the front sight.

[Y/N]: I'll buy this one.

[Rebecca]: Everything you touch is like eight decades old

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[Rebecca]: Everything you touch is like eight decades old. Why is that?

[Y/N]: Everyone has their aesthetics. I just prefer the classics. Not "over the top" shit.

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