H34DS&TA1L5 are a duo of futuristic hired guns of my own creation. H34DS is a massive bearman, ex-construction worker he knows how to handle machines and work with the net, but due to his personal believes he's an extreme body purist, without even common, QoL augments. TA1L5 is a cunning vixen, with military-grade, system-insulated artificial body and experience of ex-corpo agent.

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Link-sync was a latest trend in the music and its soft tones interrupted by boosted basses were strangely entrancing, helping H34DS to relax, despite the circumstances. TA1L5 laughed gingerly, staff member at each side, then she leaned toward her partner.
- Come on, Maksim, just try, they won't bite you.
- I'm just saying that it's not my type of local.
Bunnies' was an expensive club, mostly attended by heavily augmented people, like TA1L5 herself. Staff members weren't simple, surgically enhanced sex drones, who dominated the "industry" for years now, both in cheap, street version and luxurious full packages of private escorts. H34DS knew well his partner's history, so he wasn't surprised she wanted nothing to do with the flesh dolls and took her time to find a place devoid of them. But the heavily augmented rabbits with artificial looks, who were Bunnies' employees, despite how perfect their smooth fur looked on them and how shapely their curves were, creeped him out. He wasn't excusing himself out only because it seemed like they were with TA1L5 in a bit of an after-hours situation, acting relaxed and simply talking with them for good part of last hour, sometimes swapping with waiter that brought them drinks, like they were taking turns. Though maybe that too was just the shtick of this club, helping poor cyborgs to feel welcome...
- Okay, big boy, but come on.
- I'm fine, trust me. The food is great, same for drinks, that's good enough for me.
- Okay, listen now. Just try to have some fun and next time we're going to place of your choice.
- We don't have to...
- Let me think - she narrowed her eyes, and started counting on her fingers - a barnyard, with amazonian staff. There's more boobs than tops can handle and more food than the tables can lift. How close was I?
- I... well... - H34DS sighed - it's more of a stable - he mumbled.