Johnny Sooshi
Just a sleepy guy
Cyrus
Personal Log, 11:30 AM, 12/17/2056: It's not hard hiding one's intentions. I've mapped out the cameras here in the city. It's like a personal video in my head. I know where they are, their range, their focus, their angle, everything. And I can stay out of site when I need to, or get in sight when I need to. This city is my oyster.
Cyrus walked down the street. After laying low for about 15 minutes he continued on his way. The shop was around the corner. The sign said closed, which was unusual for a day like this. It was the work week and he had seen the owner earlier. Thomas was his name. Cyrus had gotten all his info using his phone earlier. It was pretty easy with his ranged ID scanner. Then again, the guy helped him build it in a sense.
Cyrus tried the door and found that it was open. He walked in and the bell jingled. "Hello?" Cyrus called out. "Anyone, here?"
Personal Log, 11:30 AM, 12/17/2056: It's not hard hiding one's intentions. I've mapped out the cameras here in the city. It's like a personal video in my head. I know where they are, their range, their focus, their angle, everything. And I can stay out of site when I need to, or get in sight when I need to. This city is my oyster.
Cyrus walked down the street. After laying low for about 15 minutes he continued on his way. The shop was around the corner. The sign said closed, which was unusual for a day like this. It was the work week and he had seen the owner earlier. Thomas was his name. Cyrus had gotten all his info using his phone earlier. It was pretty easy with his ranged ID scanner. Then again, the guy helped him build it in a sense.
Cyrus tried the door and found that it was open. He walked in and the bell jingled. "Hello?" Cyrus called out. "Anyone, here?"