[b]Damien nods slowly.[/b]
[i]"So, you are sending me and... Someone else in to pick up weapons that got into a mess before the authorities get their hands on the goods? Correct me if I'm wrong... I wanna make sure I ain't being a dumbass."[/i]
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"Ol correct" He nods. "Normally we would shrug and say "Got us, watcha gonna do?". But in this case, our client wants no traces that lead to him"
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[i]"I'll get it done. I got a rail-gun with a lust for authoritarian blood."[/i] [b]He motions to Kir and Elief, his one organic hand shaking slightly.[/b] [i]"They coming with me...?"[/i]
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"No" he replies immedietly. "Wha?"/"What?" "You" he looks at Kir. "Because I still need you to check and replace those damn thrusters down back, which I've been asking you to do for about a damn week now. Your actual job is priority" Kir grunts, raises a finger, but can't think of a retort. He just remains quiet and crosses his arms. "And you" he turns to Eleif. "Because you already have an assignment" She raises a brow. "I do?" "Yes, you have surveillance to do over at the Black Cloud district of Kogun remember?" he asks. "Wait, you were actually serious about that?" "Yes" "You really want me to sit in damp room for hours and listen in on frequencies which may or not-" He remains quiet, but his stare was ice. " ... fine" she complies. He turns back to you. "You'll be working with Bonnie and her crew"
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[b]Damien raises an eyebrow, his hands sliding down into the pockets of his tacky olive green coat.[/b] [i]"Who exactly is Bonnie? I don't mean to be rude, but I have a hard time working with strangers."[/i] [b]He points out, blowing out a puff of smoke from his cigarette.[/b]
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"Only one of the coolest people you'll ever meet" chimes Eleif. "More like one of the creepiest" Adds Kir. "You don't need to be too distrusting about her, you met Millise in Kogun. Same way I run The Jolly Undertaker and he oversees Kogun from The Lotus, she runs our show in Jaxen from The Grifter's Noose"
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[i]"It's not that I'm distrustful... More skeptical. How have the authorities not picked up on any of this? Even with papers, IDs, permits, hideouts... Someone has to get suspicious. It all seems way to... Open. Bah... Maybe I'm just being paranoid... When do we start?"[/i]
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"As soon as you can get ship-ready"
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[i]"Aye, aye capitan."[/i] [b]Damien turns and trudges back through the door. Minutes later, he makes it back to his hover craft and hops in, closing the seal and launching to deep space. He dials back in to the Undertaker... Realizing he didn't ask for coordinates.[/b] [i]"Hey... Uh... This is Damien speaking... I am looking for a Zhackie. It appears I didn't bring a map."[/i]