“Welcome home madam, would you care for some freshly brewed soykaf?”

The disinterested tone of your appliances chimes as you enter through the front door. A quick glance at the window filling half your vision indicates that your security system has detected no intruders since you left.

Before you have a chance to taste the bland joys of soykaf a message pings into your vision, “Konnichi wa Delphinium, ready for business?”

It seems the shadows never sleep in Seattle;

Shadowrun 2075

anewbiegm melquack