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Subject: Hypocrisy


Author:
Mirino Meritt
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Date Posted: 07:30:26 02/16/02 Sat

Now dressed in Chinese attire Mirino studies the mirror focusing on her clothes. A blue long skirt with white trim, imprinted cherry blossums, a slit down the left leg. Her top comprised of a no-sleeve, midriff exposing, gold trim, matching blue, with an imprinted orchid, and several leaves. She lets out a large sigh, "I'm such a hypocrite." Romeo looks up at her and meows.
Getting out of a cab and paying the driver she walks into a store with a sign that reads 'Pawn & Gunsmithing' Her brother is sitting with his back to her working on something. He picked it up and examined it closely, Mirino did the same. It had a sleek barrel, a short hammer, and a thick trigger. It looked like the gunman's weapon. "How was it last night?" he asked.
"Lousy, I can't believe how violent and perverted men can be." Hatcher grunts. "I didn't mean you." She exclaims.
"Right, how can I possibly be a man?" She grins.
"Of course, now you understand." He puts the gun down and spins around on his stool resting his feet on the glass counter.
"So, why are you here?" She shrugs. "Just to be here right?" With her hands behind her back she looks down and rubs one foot over the other. "The problem?"
"Theres a reward for my capture..." Not really suprised he inquires.
"How much?"
"I'm not sure..."
"Do you know who posted it?" Mirino shakes her head no. "Well, lets find out." He points to his computer.

(20 minutes later)

"But I wasn't even able to complete the transfer from that bank!" Again whining.
"Doesn't matter, you broke into their system, and apparently it didn't go unnoticed."
"It's not fair!" Crossing her arms and turning her head away.
"It's only 2,000 wuu long. Can't be that many poor people with the smarts to catch someone without a face, without a name. You're what they call a small fry."
"What's that?"
"It means someone whose bounty isn't worth going after. Of course though someone will go after it." She begins to pout.
"Not only do they make me wanted but they say I'm not worth it! I'll show them." Mirino starts pounding keys quickly on the computer." Hatcher looks confused.
"What exactly are you doing now?" The screen changes over several times back and forth between the local Mars Police Department, and Global Deposit the bank. Several account pages are open and money comes pouring into them. "Oh, geez... This isn't exactly the best action to take right now." Each account reads out 6,500. The P.D. page shows a question mark picture, and the name cupid, underneath it reads.
'Wanted: ALIVE for Illegal entry via computer and attempt at theft. Reward 30,000' Hatcher jumps out of his seat. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'VE JUST DONE!!!" His sister grins and keeps hitting keys. Hatcher yanks the power cable from the wall.
"What'd you do that for?" She asks, completely clueless.
"Now every God damned bum from here to Tiajuana is gonna be asking about you! You just stole 45,500!" She smiles contently and replies.
"I'm not a small fry. Hehe." She stands up and starts to strut out of the show proudly. Hatcher grabs her shoulder as she exits the door and yanks her back in.
"Change it back! Get rid of the reward!" She shakes her head.
"I'm worth every wuu long!" Hatcher looks down at the ground still with a firm grasp on her shoulders.
He thinks, "Why does she have to be so smart yet dumb at the same time?"

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