Bowen: Nash, you're in charge of Stone Ridge from now on. Militech sent over another shipment today.
Nash: That's amazing, bro! Now that we've got Militech on our side, we're gonna make it big!
Bowen: That's because you did a good job, chasing those Aldecaldo idiots all over the place.
Bowen: Anyway, that territory's yours from now on. Keep up the good work.
Nash: Hey-do I even need to tell you? Those Drones are great. It's just that those two idiots are a little brain-dead. But if I go out there myself, I'll definitely do an even better job!
Bowen: Play however you want, as long as you're having fun, but don't actually kill them all. Got it?
Nash: Why not? Shouldn't we be working our asses off?
Bowen: Don't ask. Just listen to me. Keep chasing them around, and kill a couple now and then to give Militech something to show for it.
Bowen: If there are any kids, remember to grab them for me.
Nash: Got it, bro. We'll definitely bring you the best.
At Stone Ridge, Nash, who had just joined the Wraiths, rubbed his hands together, ready to open the box.
A line of big letters was printed on the box: Militech.
"Baby, you're really something now. Militech's even sending us gear."
A woman with a blue mohawk stood pressed against Nash. She was a Wraith too, but the two of them were clearly more than friends.
As soon as they finished speaking, they started making out.
"Mm~ Baby, this is only the beginning. Let's see what good stuff is inside."
"I want to see your good stuff."
The woman with the mohawk reached down and grabbed his big package. His Cyberware vibrated over and over.
Nash wore an intoxicated expression. "Ah-feels so good!"
Opening a