[i]A small and indiscernible figure floats down from the angelic dying light of a full moon being swalloed by the light pollution of the roaring city below. An indiscernible shape somewhere betwixt man and other. It says only one two words before fading away another lost mirage in a dying world. [i]"Number 1...."[/i][/i]

But seriously hi Genkai! I've figured out life again and managed to make things less crazy which is always nice. And as you know I'm always a sucker for good cyberpunk and you are one of the finest curators of good cyberpunk in the guild.