You'd be surprised how many people here don't agree.
[but good ok]
I would normally offer a cut of the profit from this job, but there won't be a tangible one aside from giving back to the effort of stopping the infection.
[he considers for a moment.]
I'll give you $100 up front and another $300 for successful completion.
[kaz does expect her to push back, that's how negotiation works. but here's his starting offer.]
[Tch.] What's ALASTAIR expecting from me? Altruism? Who even does that?
[lilithlaughingalonewithsalad.jpg
but hey, considering that the exchange rate's probably ridiculous back home and she's seen what she can get with just a handful of US dollars... she won't be too greedy about this.
relatively speaking.] Five. And don't worry about paying me up front: I will get the job done.
[It's a risk she'll take-- if he holds out on her, she'll just shoot him. Fair deal.]
[He's a little surprised she turns down the up front money. He hates offering it that way, because its too easy for people to run off with it. But okay, at least she's serious about the job.]
[he didn't get in trouble for all the shit he pulled in PR]
Your teammates might, but they're not part of any power structure. [as for what kaz cares about...] I prefer not to draw unnecessary attention to otherwise stealth operations. This should be a simple extraction.
[And, true to her word, she's at the agreed-upon location once Kaz sends his word. Her clothes aren't much different from the usual-- seeing as this time period actually values her slightly grungy fashion sense, she's taken the time to go shopping-- but there is a pistol at her waist and a backpack that's not full of suspicious shit whatsoever.]
Kaz. [She waves as casually as if they weren't about to conduct a possibly very dangerous stealth operation in the cold dead night.]
[that's the way he appreciates it, obviously. like this is just a normal thing to do.]
I am. [he gives her a look over - the pistol at her waist, the backpack. good. he's got a bag of his own to put all of the stuff they're going to jack into it.]
We're going to need to disable an alarm system. It should be close when we get inside - the code is 4546. In case you see it first. [don't ask him how he knows]
4546, [she repeats to herself, committing it to memory.] I got it. Nice and simple.
[Lilith shrugs the backpack a little to adjust the way the straps sit on her shoulders and keeps in stride with Kaz as they move through the outside grounds of the facility in the dark. It's remarkably undefended, which is suspicious. Her eyes scan the building through the dim lighting on the street and coming from inside the building itself-- searching, carefully taking stock of it all.]
Where the hell are the guards? [she mumbles. Lilith casts Kaz a sidelong glance.]
[might, but he isn't betting on anything that would make him lower his guard. but she is right, it is suspiciously calm. all the more reason to pay attention.]
[Lilith, mulling that over, crushes her empty can of beer in the middle and pitches it into the wastebin across the room. (kobe) Now that he's putting it like that, it's a whole lot grimmer.]
i still dont think one of them would have time to get at me but that is really freaky i cant imagine NOT being me, evr
It took him some time to piece it all together, but slowly, surely, it begins to make sense.
Every event past a certain point of time is blurry because he had found it difficult to focus on anything other than seeming normal or fine. He is revisited by some of it now, a gunshot, bloody water.
[It is here where he leaves the bed and gets up to go to the bathroom, unsure of what to do.
He settles for washing his face. The water is cold, as the heat comes and goes in the apartment, something about the riots and the whole zombie situation interfering with the power supply. When drying his face with a towel, he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
Funny. He can't quite remember ever hating his reflection this much.
No big deal. As concerned as she is about the mission itself, she's not losing her head too much. About anything, really. Scraping by, fighting for her life-- all of those are the status quo, which means that everything she's encountered in Woodhurst has very nearly been luxury. Save for the lack of ECHOnet.
She still, after all, believes she'll at least get out of this alive, no matter the cost.
She's idly playing some Magimon Go and cracking open the second-to-last beer. It tastes like piss, but it's all she's got. Not any worse than crappy Pandoran bathtub booze, even if it is lacking in alcohol content.]
Asher looks at the bathroom window, now boarded up. He eyes a nail that's coming loose, wondering haphazardly if this is some kind of grim metaphor for his life.
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audio; un: kazbrekker
[stolen. they were stolen.]
The group that distributed them doesn't want to try the same trick twice but has found themselves in a shortage of resources.
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[ah yes. this is way better than food service.]
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[theyre going to break into a lab together]
If we're unlucky we might get shot at. But we won't get caught. Is that going to be a problem for you?
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Guns are the opposite of a problem. Frankly, I'd almost pay you for your trouble. Almost.
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[but good ok]
I would normally offer a cut of the profit from this job, but there won't be a tangible one aside from giving back to the effort of stopping the infection.
[he considers for a moment.]
I'll give you $100 up front and another $300 for successful completion.
[kaz does expect her to push back, that's how negotiation works. but here's his starting offer.]
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[lilithlaughingalonewithsalad.jpg
but hey, considering that the exchange rate's probably ridiculous back home and she's seen what she can get with just a handful of US dollars... she won't be too greedy about this.
relatively speaking.] Five. And don't worry about paying me up front: I will get the job done.
[It's a risk she'll take-- if he holds out on her, she'll just shoot him. Fair deal.]
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[He's a little surprised she turns down the up front money. He hates offering it that way, because its too easy for people to run off with it. But okay, at least she's serious about the job.]
I'll give you $450.
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[and, coolly:] $475. I know what I'm worth.
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[at least they both know how this game is played.]
Fine. $475. But only because you didn't ask for money up front. We'll meet tomorrow evening, around nine. I'll send you the location.
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Nice. Pleasure doing business with you.
[a beat.]
Oh, and one more thing: you got a preference on how much collateral damage? I get the feeling that ALASTAIR's touchy about, you know, casualties.
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[he didn't get in trouble for all the shit he pulled in PR]
Your teammates might, but they're not part of any power structure. [as for what kaz cares about...] I prefer not to draw unnecessary attention to otherwise stealth operations. This should be a simple extraction.
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[that makes all her zombie apocalypse plans that much more fun lmao]
If it's a hush-hush job you want, then, that's what you're gonna get. I'll keep the noise ['noise'] down, in that case.
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to action!
[And, true to her word, she's at the agreed-upon location once Kaz sends his word. Her clothes aren't much different from the usual-- seeing as this time period actually values her slightly grungy fashion sense, she's taken the time to go shopping-- but there is a pistol at her waist and a backpack that's not full of suspicious shit whatsoever.]
Kaz. [She waves as casually as if they weren't about to conduct a possibly very dangerous stealth operation in the cold dead night.]
You ready to get this thing goin'?
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I am. [he gives her a look over - the pistol at her waist, the backpack. good. he's got a bag of his own to put all of the stuff they're going to jack into it.]
We're going to need to disable an alarm system. It should be close when we get inside - the code is 4546. In case you see it first. [don't ask him how he knows]
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[Lilith shrugs the backpack a little to adjust the way the straps sit on her shoulders and keeps in stride with Kaz as they move through the outside grounds of the facility in the dark. It's remarkably undefended, which is suspicious. Her eyes scan the building through the dim lighting on the street and coming from inside the building itself-- searching, carefully taking stock of it all.]
Where the hell are the guards? [she mumbles. Lilith casts Kaz a sidelong glance.]
I was expecting easy, but not this easy.
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[might, but he isn't betting on anything that would make him lower his guard. but she is right, it is suspiciously calm. all the more reason to pay attention.]
It seems early for them to give up so easily.
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[No she's not bitter about rich off-worlders at all why do you ask.]
See any cameras?
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[oh he knows. he fucking knows. he lived through a plague
he takes a look around.]
By the door. We'll need to disable it before we go in.
[feel free to shoot it i guess if only because that's what i would do if this were borderlands]
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she straight up shoots it]
Annnnnd... Disabled.
[IT WORKED????] After you, boss.
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he laughs -- he likes her]
Great. Let's go.
text; un: I CAN B UR DADDY, sent at like 2 am
jfc
did u mean penis
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om g like
how do u even say it
BEHPIS or BEEPIS??? idk om g lak sjdlfalasdjflasjldf H ELP I'M D Y I N
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Bepis.
[V POSSIBLY DRUNKEN GIGGLING]
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It's soooo dumb!
[he is trying 2 whisper butt he is failing]
1/2
e_e
goes back to sleep]
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Is he from, like, a rated PG planet? Oh my god.
Behpis? Beep-is. [snort]
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wut a whackass name 4 a dong
horrifying
an alien bepis is out 2 get us lmao
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if i were that ugly, i'd b pissed 2
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damn this isnt even cool if we beat them
like A+ guys we beat those alien wangs
(hehe get it beat)
wheres my giant alien monster boss fight huh?
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[Still.]
those lil guys r kinda freaky tho
lowkey
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how else am i gonna beat alien meat ;)
[she's having too much fun with this.]
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i'm not sure how u feel about it but
it's totes creepy that they can just get in ur head and like
[He would say suck the life out of you, but that's not quite right.
What happens, exactly?
Where do you go?]
leave ya all empty like they do
im still mobile tagging 4give pls
[Lilith, mulling that over, crushes her empty can of beer in the middle and pitches it into the wastebin across the room. (kobe) Now that he's putting it like that, it's a whole lot grimmer.]
i still dont think one of them would have time to get at me
but that is really freaky
i cant imagine NOT being me, evr
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there were a bunch of em, right?
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[Come to think of it, he doesn't really know.
Shit.]
i forget? or
i guess i wasn't really focusing on what happened to them, at the time...
since some other peeps were takin care of it
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mindfucker slugs that eat your brains out? um yeah they shouldve gotten their wriggly butts melted?
anyway keep going
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Why can't he remember?]
we got rid of them i
[And seemingly, out of nowhere...
Everything goes quiet.]
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heeeeeyyy
u fall asleep?? :/
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It took him some time to piece it all together, but slowly, surely, it begins to make sense.
Every event past a certain point of time is blurry because he had found it difficult to focus on anything other than seeming normal or fine. He is revisited by some of it now, a gunshot, bloody water.
Hiruma's yelling.]
sorry
there was somethin i forgot to do
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[and Lilith, of course, is none the wiser. She couldn't understand even if that weren't the case.
Not when killing has always come so easily to her.]
u were telling me about the last mission? bepises
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He settles for washing his face. The water is cold, as the heat comes and goes in the apartment, something about the riots and the whole zombie situation interfering with the power supply. When drying his face with a towel, he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
Funny. He can't quite remember ever hating his reflection this much.
The magitek lies near the sink.]
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No big deal. As concerned as she is about the mission itself, she's not losing her head too much. About anything, really. Scraping by, fighting for her life-- all of those are the status quo, which means that everything she's encountered in Woodhurst has very nearly been luxury. Save for the lack of ECHOnet.
She still, after all, believes she'll at least get out of this alive, no matter the cost.
She's idly playing some Magimon Go and cracking open the second-to-last beer. It tastes like piss, but it's all she's got. Not any worse than crappy Pandoran bathtub booze, even if it is lacking in alcohol content.]
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[Pause, be convincing.
If there's one thing he's learned in his time working for Annalise, it's how to sell a lie.]
i totally knocked out 4 a second there
is it cool if we catch up 2mrw? i should probably catch sum zzzs
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yea sure :P
[time to bother somebody else while she cant sleep........]
ill remind you!! gimme all the juicy details later ❤️
night
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What is he made of? Tears? Misery?
Asher looks at the bathroom window, now boarded up. He eyes a nail that's coming loose, wondering haphazardly if this is some kind of grim metaphor for his life.
He was so happy. Is it about to end?
Who can say for sure?]
night