"Fraggit!" Skater said without cutting in the commlink. He wiped perspiration from his face with a gloved hand. It was still too drekking hot in August to be dressed as he was. The humidity was impartial to man, woman, or meta. But he couldn’t chance being identified. The hose-up with ReGEN a few months ago had cost him an eye, an ex-girlfriend, and nearly every bit of nuyen he’d had stashed away.