It sure has been a freakin' long day. The (link: "sofa")[used bus seat] is looking comfier than it has in years. You switch on [[ye olde boob tube|News Story]] to unwind and give your thinkbox the downtime it so desperately craves.
[[It seems the media aren't the only ones around here with opinions no one asked for|Prologue2]]An overly-made-up anchorwoman recounts what passes for news these days:
"Once again, the Giant Monkey Man has imposed stricter travel regulations upon the Ninth Dimension. Passage is restricted solely to authorized personnel. Of course, diplomats and other various government officials are exempt."
[[Yep. Sounds like a typical Tuesday.|Prologue1]]
Damn pencil-pushers."What's wit you today?" you hear a grating but familiar voice object.
"Don' tell me ya got stiffed AGAIN!"
A short, rugged, pale-skinned cabby who looks like he rolled out of bed two weeks late approaches you. It's Brady.
"Oh, come on, Brady," you reply empathetically. "You know it's just as bad for them out there as it is for us."
"Yeah yeah. But charity ain't payin' the bills 'round here! I'm serious, pal, you gotta take this seriously. If we don't scrape up 10,000 bills by de end o' next week, they're gonna give us the boot! You don't wanna be left at the mercy of the [[DRA|DRA]], do ya?"
You wipe your brow internally. [[That's the last thing you want.|Prologue3]]DRA. The "Desitute Relocation Agency".
These Einsteins were tasked by the feds with the task of "relocating" poor folk out of the way of loyal taxpayers due to a misguided effort by some scumbag politician to make himself appear "charitable". Typically, this meant being dumped in some kinda lowlife community that had just enough rundown apartments to spare. Nasty neighbors. And worse jobs to be found.
[[Nobody wants to be sent HERE, if they can avoid it|Prologue2]](set: $days to 7)
"Yeah...you're right," you answer reluctantly. You'd hate to let your partner down.
"So what did you find? [[Any good prospects?|Leads]]"You look at the calendar.
Only $days days left.
"Alright. Here's what I managed to scrape up."