>>6395646>CLIENT. Discuss the details of your completed contract with your client and your extracted target.>FOUNDATION. Ask your contacts about the FOUNDATION."Shucks, bossman, that scrap at the Waffle Planet? Well we just couldn't let them slander your good name, could we? Or the Dust Walkers! Anywho, I wouldn't mind finding out what our client knows about that scrap we just pulled out of... that and those Foundie freaks. I think I still have one of their eyeballs or something sticking to my mech--could be useful for... I dunno, DNA or something?"
>>6395663"'Taken with another'? 'Impossible to trust'? 'SMALL?'"
The merc takes a long, steadying breath.
"You know what? You do you, man. Wasn't interested before--not that that message seems to have gotten across--but now? Definitely no way. Enjoy your scavenger pygmie thing."
>>6395541The air grows cold around the sprightly spendthrift--but just when Ruin is ready to hurl his newfound friend at the angry addict to save his own skin, the girl's menacing streak comes to a screeching halt!
"... Wait a sec..." She mumbles, eyes wide and cigarette barely hanging on to her lip, "Are... are you saying you took those winnings from that one mission--ALL of those winnings-- and spent ALL of them on..."
The right words takes a moment to leave her confused mouth.
"Some COSTUME for ME to... to WEAR?"
Befuddlement clouds the merc's tanned face, then recognition, and finally...
Amusement?
"That is, without a doubt, the DUMBEST thing you could've spent that on." Oh great, the SMUG GRIN is back. "... And yet you spent it on me... and it just so happens I really LIKE when dumb guys spend dumb amounts of money for me. Dumbly."
She gives Ruin's shoulder a playful, but still rough punch.
"You're off the hook this time, dumbass. Don't get in the habit of pushing your luck, now~"
>>6395702Any warmth present in Gambler's face is swiftly replaced by the usual mischievousness. "Oh wait, nevermind! FAMINE's got a great idea here! Do that and I'll forgive you, Ru! Honest~"
