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Graverobber preferred the early morning hours on the street to any others. The streets nearly empty of the usual suspects. Now tucked safely away in their hovels, dreaming in their Zydrate induced haze. He was free to wander the alleys gleaming from the rain and grit that covered them. This was his world. His domain. He knew all the faces, he didn't want to know their names. He learned a long time ago, learning names in this business was useless. This morning he wandered the slums in the trickling rain. His boots the only sound on the pavement. He stopped as he heard a match strike behind him. He turned his head slightly to the heel clicks coming closer. Her hair was long and such a dark red it looked almost black in the dingy light. The wildness of her curls framed her face in such a way. Her large bright blue eyes seemed to almost glow in the darkness. What he could see of her skin was pale. The long black trench coat she wore hid most of her but it was tied tightly at the waist so her hourglass figure was slightly outlined. She looked younger that most the girls he saw here on a regular basis. The years of Z abuse and turning tricks making them look haggard and used. She looked pure, untouched and inviting. He turned to face her, watching her light the cigarette hanging from the corner of her glossy red lips. He bowed to her almost theatrically. She cocked an eyebrow in amusement.
"I had heard you were easy to find. Guess they rumors are true." she said flicking ash onto the wet ground.
Her voice was low and sultry but feminine. Graverobber liked the way her lips moved when she spoke.
"I guess my reputation precedes me. What can I do for you?"
She took another drag off her cigarette before she answered.
"I need some product. Why else would I be coming to find you?"
Graverobber shook his head and looked her up and down.
"Such a shame kid. You look like this is your first hit of this stuff."
"Did I say it was for me?" her tone was sharp.
Graverobber's brows knit together in confusion.
"Luigi Largo is getting sick of seeing Amber's Zydrate induced antics on the cover of every newspaper so he hired me to keep her supply stocked and out of the public eye for a while."
He smirked. Amber was a hot mess. Ever since Rotti Largo's death and Luigi's takeover of GeneCo, Amber had gone downhill quickly. Not that she was a peach to begin with. She had been addicted to Z since she was a teenager despite being the spokeswoman for Zydrate Addicts Anonymous.
"Will you be paying the same way Amber always has?"
There was a darkness in his voice. Amber paid him with mediocre sex on a regular basis. He likened it to fucking a corpse. Cold, limp and unresponsive. He imagined this young thing that stood before him would be much more.....lively.
"Sorry to disappoint Graverobber, Luigi doesn't like anyone handling his....merchandise."
There was a sadness in her voice. The last word she almost seemed to spit out as if it were venom in her mouth. She tossed her cigarette on the ground and stomped out with the spike heel of her black boot. She moved closer to him, her breath steaming in the cold air.
"I need 4 vials.....please." she said looking up at him.
He loved the way her voice sounded when she said "Please". Her large blue eyes swimming with curiosity. He produced 4 vials of the glowing blue liquid from the bag he carried. He handed them to her as gently as possible. She took out a wad of money and put it in his hand. This touched something within him. He was so used to people throwing money at his feet that this act was enough to make his heart jump slightly.
"Thanks kid." he said nodding to her.
She smiled as she slipped the vials of Z into her coat pocket.
"Thank you Graverobber. I'm sure you'll be seeing me around."
She turned and began to walk away. Graverobber felt almost panicky at the thought of possibly not seeing her again. He couldn't stop himself.
"Hey kid....what's your name?" he blurted out before she rounded the corner.
She turned slightly, her hand holding the grimy wall.
"Violet....Goodbye Graverobber." she smiled as she said his name.
She disappeared around the corner as Graverobber made his way to his corner of the slums. Dawn was approaching and he needed sleep.
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