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9lives ([info]9lives) wrote in [info]silverage,
A cell phone, how quaint. Well, maybe quaint wasn't the right word; Rex hadn't seen one in a while. His own had been discarded randomly somewhere in his apartment, having no more power, and no one to call anyway.

"There's a motel about two blocks West," Rex pointed. "It's basic, but cheap and clean. You good for cash?"

All the sort of helpfulness that he was offered when he first got here, so Rex figured what came around should go around.

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