#⠀- ̗̀ ⸨ 𝔳𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔫.𝔭𝔫𝔤 ⸩⁺☀︎⭒๋

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VALEN KINLAW » PRIVATE OPERATOR | ARES SYSTEMS // "The blood that flows beneath your skin, it's golden." ×

CYBERPUNK 2077 » 99/∞

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─── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 97/∞

─── ⁺ ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ | ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ | ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

"ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ ɪꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟ, ʙᴀʙʏ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀᴀᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ᴛʜɪɢʜ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ᴅʀɪᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴍᴇ."

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 91/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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── ⁺ ☾⭒๋ 𝔳𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔞𝔴 // 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔢𝔯 | 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯 | 𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔰𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔰

── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 96/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴇꜱᴘᴇʀ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ɴᴇᴛʀᴜɴɴᴇʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇʟ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ

──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ɴᴏᴇʟ ᴠɪᴛᴀʟᴀ // ᴡᴇʀᴇᴡᴏʟꜰ ⊹ ᴇᴍᴛ ⊹ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ

All of their tattoos are designed and modded by me

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 90/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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─── ⁺ ☾⭒๋ 𝔳𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔞𝔴 // 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔢𝔯 | 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯 | 𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔰𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔰 [ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴜꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ]

─── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 93/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

"You should settle down 'cause I'm a warning to your health, I'm a lethal overdose."

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 87/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

"ɪ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ʜᴏʟᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ꜱᴋɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴘʀɪꜱᴍ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ."

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 92/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

[p.s. I gave him his dimples around his mouth finally]

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ɴᴀᴛʜᴀɴ ᴠᴇʀɴᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ @rindemption

"I'd give you everything, if only you'd ask for it. But you don't, because you're you, that's why I'll always love you." ×

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 89/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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ℕ𝕖𝕨 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕕, 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕓𝕠𝕪 - 𝕍𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟 𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

"Make it worth the pain, be the one who's frightening."

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 76/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

"Like a monsoon in the summer, I want to fight and you know it."

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 72/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

"ᴛᴀᴘᴇᴛᴜᴍ ʟᴜᴄɪᴅᴜᴍ; ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ꜱʜᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ."

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 70/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 82/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

"Put me in the sky, and you'd swear the sun's shining."

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 81/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

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──── ⁺ ☾⭒⁺˖ ᴏᴄ: ᴠᴀʟᴇɴ ᴋɪɴʟᴀᴡ // ᴅᴀʏᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ⊹ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ⊹ ᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜱʏꜱᴛᴇᴍꜱ

"Ain't no rest for someone wicked, so I don't get no rest anymore."

──── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 80/∞

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ // ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ // ɴᴏ ᴀɪ

[Early 2078 - Night Corp and other Underworld Conclaves: Part 1] [It was a party like any other rich party he'd been to. Nothing special save for how expensive they were. These corporate types were boring; he preferred something a little more rough around the edges. A party with the potential for a bar fight, the potential for blood. This swanky charade didn't cut it. Unfortunately, Valen was paid more than handsomely to attend it.

Tonight, he was a shadow. A ghost slipping in and out of the finely dressed crowds all compacted into the small marina club. Meant to watch, to learn, to act if able and required. Tonight, he was hunting. Even if it didn't look as if he was.

Sipping from his champagne glass as he weaved through crowds, searching for a specific person. The only information he'd been given is the target's name and that they're attached to NightCorp. And that they weren't entirely human. The client, who goes by Harper, was insistent that it be Valen, said he wouldn't work with anyone else. It had to be him. Something about the client piqued his interest, something tugged on the back of his neck. So Valen accepted the job.

That client was here with him at this party, some type of corporate magnate himself with ties to a company that dealt with organ transplants and transportation. Valen didn't understand the fancy medical jargon, but he did understand a front when he saw one. It wasn't just organ transplants, they were hiding something behind all that paperwork and he was interested in finding out what. That intuitive gut feeling kept pointing him towards something else, something about Harper.

"Found anything interesting?" Speak of the devil. Harper appeared at Valen's shoulder, speaking quietly. Dressed in an all black sequin suit and glancing about them nervously.

"Nothing." Valen replied, keeping his demenor calm and as if he belonged there. "Except-" he glanced over at his client "-that Night Corp buys cheap fucking champagne."] To be cont'd