Anna thinks "Interesting... she is doing the jealous girlfriend act again."
She genuinely smirks when Bnc mentions Flatline, trying not to suppress a laugh.
She seems pensive as if deeply considering it and then declares "No, there is nobody on this list that I feel like slotting...
With a pause, she said "and I find it insulting that you included *Flatline* in that list...The only one paralyzed by the sight of an attractive woman to the point that he could not just take an escort girl out and then fuck her. We have nothing in common... "
Feeling a bit evil she added
"Well... I would totally slot my university roommate Irene, she studies law and is super hot."
She places her hand on Bnc's hip and sensually described " Oh, I Imagine myself slipping my hand under the skirt of her well-tailored suit." She quickly removes the hand, stands up and moves to the decker seat. With just a hint of anger, she adds "You can use your technical skills to search for her. Tell me if you agree that she is hot... and if I ever do get the opportunity to slot Irene. You can hack my comlink and watch us - for my safety of course. Then you can judge us wacky bisexuals when you are alone."
"No, it does not turn me on that you insult me, it turns me on that you save my ass. At least then you are somewhat respectful - except when you fry a comlink right in my hand.
Look bnc, I had the worst night coming here - it started with great promise and ended up with me packing my things frustrated and hating the world. My entire life is changing, right now. I spent the last five years with the same fake SIN making friends with a bunch of people that would have never talked to me if they knew that I am a SINless thief.
The only one that knows something is Irene, the rest will just think that I disappeared. Even to Irene, the only thing I told was that I am going to my grandmother to practice my guitar skills and that I'll be back when I think I am good enough. Basically, anyone that ever knew me as 'Anna' is gone forever.
So yes, I came here underfucked, frustrated and feeling a kind of lonely that I have never felt before. No I do not like your torments and insults but right now they distract me of me feeling so miserable, and no it is not that mission. That SIN would have been burned the moment I graduated - that illusion of a life could not last for much longer. Do not worry though, that Bloodmage has cured me of my loneliness and of my lesbianism. He fucked me up really good and we can hang around without me flashing my pussy to every single one of your colleagues.
What I wanted you to ask you Sprinklers if you really are not interested in me, why are you so worried about how selective I am with the people I sleep with?