Sellin' the vacation homes? Shit, talk about a bold move.
[Even more courageously, Taryon is striving to improve his family's reputation by making changes. That isn't something you hear very often, especially in Night City. However, this is not Night City, and Johnny finds that not everyone is as sleazy as the people in his world. That's probably why he's grading Taryon on a curve.]
Do you? Let me guess, you prefer chardonnay or whatever the fuck it's spelled. That and probably wine.
[Johnny hates chardonnay. He would rather drink sake than that shit.]
Anyway, I'm on my way. Just don't get the party started without me.
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[It's not even half an hour later until Taryon suddenly gets a knock at his door. Johnny wasn't kidding about being a little stir-crazy. He's been suffering an extreme case of cabin fever ever since the lockdowns started. Johnny was just begging to ditch his dorm for a few hours and hit the streets.
That explains why Taryon has a surly-looking rock star standing in front of his door in his ratty Samurai tee, those iconic tight brown leather pants, and those signature dark sunglasses. Hell, Johnny is even wearing that cool as hell Samurai themed jacket too.
He really looks the part of a rock star.]
Open up! It's NCPD!
[Don't mind him; he's being an asshole. He knocks harshly on the door with his metal fist.]
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Date: 2025-05-28 10:33 pm (UTC)[Even more courageously, Taryon is striving to improve his family's reputation by making changes. That isn't something you hear very often, especially in Night City. However, this is not Night City, and Johnny finds that not everyone is as sleazy as the people in his world. That's probably why he's grading Taryon on a curve.]
Do you? Let me guess, you prefer chardonnay or whatever the fuck it's spelled. That and probably wine.
[Johnny hates chardonnay. He would rather drink sake than that shit.]
Anyway, I'm on my way. Just don't get the party started without me.
---
[It's not even half an hour later until Taryon suddenly gets a knock at his door. Johnny wasn't kidding about being a little stir-crazy. He's been suffering an extreme case of cabin fever ever since the lockdowns started. Johnny was just begging to ditch his dorm for a few hours and hit the streets.
That explains why Taryon has a surly-looking rock star standing in front of his door in his ratty Samurai tee, those iconic tight brown leather pants, and those signature dark sunglasses. Hell, Johnny is even wearing that cool as hell Samurai themed jacket too.
He really looks the part of a rock star.]
Open up! It's NCPD!
[Don't mind him; he's being an asshole. He knocks harshly on the door with his metal fist.]