Techies and Their Tech

[Mr.Ling]

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And he did understand. Everything Ling has done, merely the consequences and fallout of getting off the surface of Pittsburgh. The simple task of mitigating those consequences had put cigars in his mouth, strong whiskey in his glass, Cardamine inhalers under his chin, and cards up his sleeve. As long as you've got endurance and speed, you can always outrun the accountability for your actions. He offered a single, silent shrug in these trying times.

With a small flourish, Ling produced a Rapid Download Drive between his fingers, and offered it to Caliban. "Shardlight OS. It'll fix the communication errors between your augments. I cleaned up the heads-up display, removed most of the useless features, added overclocking, undervolting, and some presets. Kept chess and solitaire, though. Boredom kills faster than Blood Dragons."

He continued, "Though, swing by Honshu if you can, and pick up a type-CTR bio-neural emplacement. The one that is the neck brace, the series-II. Don't get the chest plate one, that thing can overheat so much faster. BNEs will reduce the nervous system strain, should keep you from immolating if your gear gets unhappy."

"Now, let's go check out your ship, yeah?"

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