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The City: 017: Iva

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Iva was jogging through Sizemore’s Grove, the upscale, suburban neighborhood where well-off Citizens started their day.  She was a Daytripper herself, but she liked it for her route.  The occasional presence of guards, dogs, or even once a security drone which hovered behind her for half a mile and took pot-shots at her made training more invigorating.  Her Messenger flashed and squawked before turning on in automatic mode.  This was a public safety message.
“Attentional all City Residents.  Mass Transit will be shut down for routine maintenance until further notice.  Thank you for your patience.”  Iva smirked.  Commuters.

The City: 013: Cleopatra

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Cleopatra watched the commotion in the train station with interest.  She liked these kinds of gatherings.  All the people, the noise, the chaos.  This was why she was in The City.  Citizens and Daytrippers ignored her, and she preferred it that way.  All the better to watch them in their rushing patterns.  The City was a different beast to her, and she knew all it’s hidden passages.  Maybe that is why only Cleopatra saw the man with the smile frozen on his lips.  Then he turned and quite impossibly, vanished.  The little calico cat did not understand, but only watched.

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