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"Hey Barbs! Gotta get my chems!"

"Good day Mr, welcome to Azimuth Pharmaceuticals. How may I serve you?"

"Oh, cut the crap Barbs, we know each other for years now."

"It's part of my duties to properly great customers Jens, and you know it!"

"Yeah, yeah." said the man, sighing. "I come for my weekly dose of chems. so fill them up, chick!"

"I'm not a shik! I'm an aFra!" Barbs protested.

"I said CHICK. Not shik!

"Oh, sorry, I misheard you."

then, the aFra clone of Azimuth Pharmaceuticals began to prepare the mix of drugs, while humming a tune along, following the music of the radio. The Albertonian waited, taping in the counter. Clearly, it wasn't really expected for an albertonian clone to really live that much, for the amount of pills he was needing to be pumping into his body to keep working.

...thought never in his life he hadn't consumed chems.

"...what's that shit you are hearing?!" he finally burped, annoyed.

"It's not shit!" answered the aFra. "I'ts Zimu StarTM! She's awesome!"

"...Zimu Star?!"

" Zimu StarTM! The greatest AZ-Pop star!"

"URGH! You are an aFra that work for Azimuth Pharmaceuticals! It doesn't mean you must like every crap they put up! And I know what I'm talking about! I'm completelly full with the bullshit of the CONMI!"

"I hear it because I like it" protested the aFra, as she finished the recipe.

"Yeah. And you are working on a little pharmacy lost in an insignificant colony lost in the Outer Core because you like it."

"Of course!"

"...and not because when you finished your clonation-contract with with Azimuth Pharmaceuticals, they ordered you there."

"I signed for a second term!" Barb said. "And I love attending pharmacies!! I was literally MADE for this!"

"Bah!"

"What else could I do, if not signing with Azimuth, anyway? And I LOVE attending a pharmacy! Rather than running around fighting corporate wars, or such ugly stuff!

Here, your order!"

the Albertonian clone took the pills.

"Could you add some painkillers? And I mean the strong stuff, not this children candy"

"Not unless the doctor says so!"

He growled.

"You really could do much better than this."

"I'm happy this way, thank you!" Barbs said.

"There isn't anything worse for freedom, than a happy slave" Jens answered. He didn't said, he couldn't do better, because he was exiled in this forsaken colony, for participating in the Rebellion of the Clones, being a syndicate clone leader. If corporations hated something, was syndicalist clones.

"Think about that. After the Clonation-contract, no one is binding you to your Corporation anymore.

"Thanks for buying in Azimuth Pharmaceuticals, please return soon!"

Jens sighed, as he walked away.

The anonymous commissioner wanted just an aFra with Freckles, but thought of giving it some meaning.

In case you wonder, what are they talking about:

aFra: Clone/artificial human cloned by the megacorporation Azimuth Pharmaceuticals.
shik: any corporative clone, but in this case it means a clone of megacorporation Kasparov CIA, rival of Azimuth Pharmaceuticals.
Albertonian: Type of Heavy Duty clones, either for military or heavy industry purposes. They are strenghten biochemically and as well in biomechanical ways.
clonation-contract: Clones of megacorporations aren't slaves -technically at least-, but they are an indentured workforce, being forced to work for the company that cloned them for a period -perceiving payment- for a stipulated period of time -depending of company and contract.- Once the contract it's finished, the clones can either sign a new contract, or leave the company. Heavily conditioned, more often that not they do sign again with their companies.
Rebellion of the Clones: Series of Rebellions for the Righst of the Artificial Humans against corporations. While largelly defeated in the battlefield, they achieved much of their agenda in terms of Artificial Human Rights.
Zimu Star TM: The AZ-Pop idol:

More info about Artificial Humans in the World of Aiers:

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"Hey Barbs! Gotta get my chems!"

"Good day Mr, welcome to Azimuth Pharmaceuticals. How may I serve you?"

"Oh, cut the crap Barbs, we know each other for years now."

"It's part of my duties to properly great customers Jens, and you know it!"

"Yeah, yeah." said the man, sighing. "I come for my weekly dose of chems. so fill them up, chick!"

"I'm not a shik! I'm an aFra!" Barbs protested.

"I said CHICK. Not shik!

"Oh, sorry, I misheard you."

then, the aFra clone of Azimuth Pharmaceuticals began to prepare the mix of drugs, while humming a tune along, following the music of the radio. The Albertonian waited, taping in the counter. Clearly, it wasn't really expected for an albertonian clone to really live that much, for the amount of pills he was needing to be pumping into his body to keep working.

...thought never in his life he hadn't consumed chems.

"...what's that shit you are hearing?!" he finally burped, annoyed.

"It's not shit!" answered the aFra. "I'ts Zimu StarTM! She's awesome!"

"...Zimu Star?!"

" Zimu StarTM! The greatest AZ-Pop star!"

"URGH! You are an aFra that work for Azimuth Pharmaceuticals! It doesn't mean you must like every crap they put up! And I know what I'm talking about! I'm completelly full with the bullshit of the CONMI!"

"I hear it because I like it" protested the aFra, as she finished the recipe.

"Yeah. And you are working on a little pharmacy lost in an insignificant colony lost in the Outer Core because you like it."

"Of course!"

"...and not because when you finished your clonation-contract with with Azimuth Pharmaceuticals, they ordered you there."

"I signed for a second term!" Barb said. "And I love attending pharmacies!! I was literally MADE for this!"

"Bah!"

"What else could I do, if not signing with Azimuth, anyway? And I LOVE attending a pharmacy! Rather than running around fighting corporate wars, or such ugly stuff!

Here, your order!"

the Albertonian clone took the pills.

"Could you add some painkillers? And I mean the strong stuff, not this children candy"

"Not unless the doctor says so!"

He growled.

"You really could do much better than this."

"I'm happy this way, thank you!" Barbs said.

"There isn't anything worse for freedom, than a happy slave" Jens answered. He didn't said, he couldn't do better, because he was exiled in this forsaken colony, for participating in the Rebellion of the Clones, being a syndicate clone leader. If corporations hated something, was syndicalist clones.

"Think about that. After the Clonation-contract, no one is binding you to your Corporation anymore.

"Thanks for buying in Azimuth Pharmaceuticals, please return soon!"

Jens sighed, as he walked away.

The anonymous commissioner wanted just an aFra with Freckles, but thought of giving it some meaning.

In case you wonder, what are they talking about:

aFra: Clone/artificial human cloned by the megacorporation Azimuth Pharmaceuticals.
shik: any corporative clone, but in this case it means a clone of megacorporation Kasparov CIA, rival of Azimuth Pharmaceuticals.
Albertonian: Type of Heavy Duty clones, either for military or heavy industry purposes. They are strenghten biochemically and as well in biomechanical ways.
clonation-contract: Clones of megacorporations aren't slaves -technically at least-, but they are an indentured workforce, being forced to work for the company that cloned them for a period -perceiving payment- for a stipulated period of time -depending of company and contract.- Once the contract it's finished, the clones can either sign a new contract, or leave the company. Heavily conditioned, more often that not they do sign again with their companies.
Rebellion of the Clones: Series of Rebellions for the Righst of the Artificial Humans against corporations. While largelly defeated in the battlefield, they achieved much of their agenda in terms of Artificial Human Rights.
Zimu Star TM: The AZ-Pop idol:

More info about Artificial Humans in the World of Aiers: