"I'm just saying we've got it good here, no need to go anywhere else." Juai's eyes remained transfixed on the laptop display. The display continued to update with information, a fly-by animation of Dystopia City played on one area of the screen, while the other areas displayed supplementary information. "The money is in Dystopia, what's the point in working ourselves to death here and ending up with squat." Eldin sighed and leant against the doorway of their rented motel room. "I'm just saying that Dystopia is a place where you get noticed, if you're good at something, like we are, then they corporations, the syndicates, hell even the cops will be wanting our help, we'll have our pick of the jobs, get the cash, but the cost is that everybody will know who has done what jobs, it's part of the territory, reputation kiddo. It sticks to you up there, here we're invisible, up there, we'd targets for all the people we run against." Juai glanced up. "We always said we wanted to be the best, I say we go where the best players are. What you say partner?" Eldin glanced away and pulled the cigarette that dangled from his mouth. For a moment he frowned, Juai knew he had made his mind up, but he was playing for effect, to get her worried he was going to disagree. Then, his face cracked into a grin. "Why the hell not." --- Maybe we'll see what these two get up to in Dystopia City, maybe not... Blackops laptop by wolfestudios, Decotec props props by Platypus3d and Moebius87, clothing by Wusamah (uzilite) and RuntimeDNA. Dystopia by Moebius87.