Cyberpink: The Diamond Armour
Hector scratched his head. This was certainly a new kind of commission work. "Diamond is basically a useless material. Are you sure you want this?" he asked the client.
"Yes. Can you do it?" the woman asked, sitting with perfect posture on her chair. She was a dark beauty, somewhere from the Middle East, but had no accent. She wore a modest dress that hugged her toned figure perfectly, making her look sexier than a swimsuit model. And she had an augmented leg. Definitely a retired jugger athlete, Hector thought. He couldn't resist, he pulled up his owner's app and scanned her.
Her stats read:
The Black Diamond. Retired. Wins: 202. Losses: 127.
The stats were modest on retired players. Tony had explained it at some point, something about a change in a new
