[They don't have flying cars, but it's then that he hears the sputter of chopper blades growing louder as they cut through the open air.
On cue, a helicopter charges into view. Around the corner of the apartment tower down the block, the shiny bulbous shape comes veering on a sharp arc, sketching its shadow against rows of tiny building windows. Its nose is down, aggressive like a charging bull, tilted at an angle against velocity and wind shear. Through the tinted and fortified glass of the windshield, it's impossible to tell who's piloting. They kind of drive like a crazy person by most people's standards, but not Korben's, probably !!
His operator connects the call.]
Need a lift?
[He might remember her. Long hair, real short, cute, stupendously curly eyelashes despite the shortage of proper cosmetic products in the Real. She's made eyes at him on the docks before, in a short-lived, nearly off-handed way that looked like games, but not insincere ones. A couple different ships were assigned out in the area, the Shangrila one of them, but they wouldn't have that new kids in, not with Agents out.
Maybe he can ask her later. Right now, she's barrelling toward a rooftop three jumps ahead, at a hundred miles per hour.]
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On cue, a helicopter charges into view. Around the corner of the apartment tower down the block, the shiny bulbous shape comes veering on a sharp arc, sketching its shadow against rows of tiny building windows. Its nose is down, aggressive like a charging bull, tilted at an angle against velocity and wind shear. Through the tinted and fortified glass of the windshield, it's impossible to tell who's piloting. They kind of drive like a crazy person by most people's standards, but not Korben's, probably !!
His operator connects the call.]
Need a lift?
[He might remember her. Long hair, real short, cute, stupendously curly eyelashes despite the shortage of proper cosmetic products in the Real. She's made eyes at him on the docks before, in a short-lived, nearly off-handed way that looked like games, but not insincere ones. A couple different ships were assigned out in the area, the Shangrila one of them, but they wouldn't have that new kids in, not with Agents out.
Maybe he can ask her later. Right now, she's barrelling toward a rooftop three jumps ahead, at a hundred miles per hour.]