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9/14/2015 1:56:07 AM
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[b]Kyle walks into AEGIS, trying— and failing quite miserably— to conceal a shotgun in his coat while tapping his TacPad.[/b]
"C'mon... How do I... HEY BOSS! YOU CALLED?"
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[b]He picks up.[/b] "You said you needed some guns?"
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"YEAH! JUST BOUGHT THIS THING FOR WORK! WHERE ARE THE LOCKERS?!?!"[spoiler]He's a bit of a country bumpkin, hence why he doesn't realize screaming into the pad does nothing to help him.[/spoiler]
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"Hey man calm down." [b]Etana walks out of an office when he sees you.[/b]
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"WHAT DO YOU— Oh, uh, hi." [b]He hefts the gun out of his coat.[/b] "Uh... Where do I put this thing?"
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"In your locker." [b]He opens a door leading to a bunch of lockers with people names on it. Kate,phantom,Theron and so on. We come across yours.[/b]
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"Uh... Cool. Thought it'd be different." [b]He opens the locker.[/b]
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"What do you mean?"
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Edited by Wretched Cain: 9/14/2015 2:16:29 AM"Guns seem like a big deal here. Thought it'd be more 'keycards and panic alarms,' y'know?" [b]He puts the gun in the locker, then closes it.[/b] "Great. Now I just... Need... To buy... Ammo."
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[b]He walks to his locker and opens it. A huge duffel bag drops out. He opens it and it's filled with Katanas and pistols from the bounty.[/b] "This is easy money."
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"Wha... Where'd you get all this?"
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Edited by EvoTymes: 9/14/2015 2:28:41 AM"This is all from a bounty. I looted this stuff."
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[b]He looks at you with wide eyes.[/b] "Wha... You told me this job was legal!"
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Edited by EvoTymes: 9/14/2015 2:36:04 AM"It is. This was from a bounty, from someone else. This came from dead thugs."
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"...Alright... So, whatcha gonna do with it?"
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"Sell it and make easy money but I'm going to give you one of each for your own use."
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"Ah... Uh... Thank you... I don't know what to say. Thank you." [b]He kneels down to the bag, grasping the handles of a few guns. Most of them only barely fit his hands, but he eventually finds one he likes. He then grabs a Katana of hefty size, giving it a practice swing before nodding and sheathing it.[/b] "Mr. Etana, I truly don't know what to say. You've been exponentially generous to me since I arrived at the law firm, and I won't forget what you've done for me. Thank you, sir."
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[b]He flashes a smile and offers a fist bump.[/b] "I have to take care of my friends."
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[b]He smiles back and does a fist bump.[/b] "My first day, I got a bomb thrown at me. My payday, my boss gives me a gun. Can this job get any weirder?"
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"Heh. I'm sure it can man."
