In this store, you go in, shop, and then walk out carrying the item’s you want to buy, and their facial recognition software figures out who you are and charges whatever items you are taking to your account. It’s incredible and creepy.
*Walks into the store with anti-facial recognition haircut/makeup and leaves like a bandit*
the cyberpunk dystopia is upon us and it fuckin sucks
Hanna’s training seems to be coming along well! Her limbs are finally
growing some protective exoskeleton - a useful trait of the Vindicator
bloodline.
Grandma Alexi always finds ways to up the struggle though.