Mercenary Mayhem IC Contact

[the_deadeye]

I'm not available right now. Either working or making sure some idiot doesn't get killed. Regardless leave a message at the tone. Make it short. Especially if a client. I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Later.

Comments

[the_deadeye]

I'm not going to sugarcoat it for you. Yes I did. However he was on my employer's which prohibits trespassers by any means necessary.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

He saved my life. I... Did you have to hurt him so bad? He says you're a bad person.

[the_deadeye]

Sorry, kid. I hurt him because he was going to hurt my team and broke into my employer's base. Mercs aren't black and white or good and bad. Kind of a grey area.

Look. If you don't want to work for me because of this, fine. I'll make sure you have enough to hold you over until your next job. Fair enough because of this...heroman.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

He says you came into his home and strangled him. That sounds pretty black and white.

[the_deadeye]

I stole info and he did as well. We both got in each other's way. He shot me, I knocked him unconscious. He attacked several of my men...well he landed in the hospital.

As I said. It's your choice, kid. No one is going to make it for you.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

He can't TALK.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

[A few hours later]

Got any work for me, boss?

[the_deadeye]

Generally that can happen when people come out of comas sometimes. I didn't want it to happen the way it did, ok? However it did and I can't change that. I'm sorry.

[the_deadeye]

Corner of Reese Avenue and Central Boulevard. There'll be a storage site. Code is 24110. Package inside to be dropped off at the main drop zone. Same rate.

...are you alright with doing that?

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

I'm not the one to apologize to.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

I haven't let you down yet, sir. Don't start acting like I will now.

[the_deadeye]

Last time I tried I nearly got thrown out. By his best friend. I managed to say it to his boyfriend.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

He's awake now.

[the_deadeye]

Good to know.

By the way, my partner seems to have heard of you and a certain problem of yours. A problem that could be solved with a new helmet rather than one on its last legs.

[the_deadeye]

I'd prefer not to give the recently awake patient a heart attack so soon.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

A helmet? Mine is fine. I don't want to cause problems.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Of course not. Just a bullet through the head or something.

[the_deadeye]

Abby, it sounds like the opposite. Problems would be me having to shadow you during cloud days so you won't get stuck in the open if it falls.

[the_deadeye]

I wouldn't kill him.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Whoever told you I had a problem with my helmet is wrong. It's a standard gov issue. Good enough to function.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Hard to be sure of that.

[oquirrh_at_the_wheel]

You're the person Abby has been working for?!

[the_deadeye]

How can I make it be sure? All I can really do is give you my word.

[the_deadeye]

Well my partner knows a guy named Omega. Apparently you and him talked about this and he's worried about you. Bugged her about getting my contact info so it has me concerned, kid.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

I don't know what your word is worth, see. You pay me on time, you haven't put me in danger, but what if you are danger?