neeva received a call from a excited Yan, seemed she managed to fetch them a new gig while she was running away from her deadly encounter just minutes ago. Luckily the area in question wasn't far away but she had some thoughts of ditching a paycheck afraid of being shot at once again.



Her appearance changed again but it was not as drastic as before, she slowly made her way next to her '' new look already huh?'' she said in a mocking tone. She grin widely '' remember the whole underwear talk, yeah guess im a pisser cuz i got to change mine a lot. One day i might enjoy a single body but like clothing or cyber enhancement, we all want to change ourselves for the best'' Yan replied before grabbing a box and tossing it against Neeva's chest.



She quickly caught it but her entire body had to re-position itself to lift it properly '' ggggah!! What the fuck is in these boxes!?'' Yan grabbed the second box which was bigger sized with ease '' spices, some cooking utensils you know, restaurant stuff''.




With a dead expression in her face Neeva asked '' really? Spices, as in actual spices... No way some guy hired mercs to get spices, Yan are we shipping drugs!?'' her panicked tone amused the android. She walked in front of Neeva and pulled off the tape from her box revealing countless boxes of spices, the aroma couldn't be denied it was indeed cooking material.




Yan leaned her face next to hers '' Look we gotta do this easy job, prove we're not lost cause then maybe we can get some sweet killing gigs. Unless you want to kill another rando for pocket change hmmm~. I can tell you love some blood in your life hehe''. Annoyed by her comment, Neeva circled around her and walked faster not wanting to show emotional reaction to her jab.




As they approached their destination Neeva's body began to tremble '' g...god the wounds are acting up again.... l-limbs also aches from that damn weight, are we fucking there yet? Better yet, how about you carry both fucking boxes, you clearly don't break a fucking sweat right now'' Yan shook her head '' nope! we're monitored, make sure we dont fuck up the job. If they see you slacking off then they'll know when i ask for a job you'll be present and it will push them away''.




She continued '' Plus, if you do this then you'll prove to them you are not a yinglet but something more. Being able to do a job without causing chaos that's unheard of believe me. Trust in me girlfriend, you're doing fine on this date!'' . Neeva peeved by her flirtatious nature found new strenght and ceased shaking, seems like pushing her buttons helps more than she realized.




Once the box were dropped inside the restaurant, the owner gave the stack of cash to Yan who walked outside and handed the whole lot to Neeva. She patted her on the shoulder '' get some pain number cream, there's a pharmacy nearby. Get better and i'll seeee you to our next date Ta-ta!''

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yinglet species  Valsalia