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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/30/2018 3:23:58 PM
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As they made their way into the main body of the Dojoville, they'd see an older man. Unlike the rest of the dojoites they'd've encountered, he wasn't an out-an-out soldier.
He only sported twin .45s, and a hunting rifle. His "armor" was a normal set of sturdy traveling clothes with steel plates and other various armor replacements added on to them. His gear seemed to consist of whatever was in his rather large pack on his back, which seemed to be little.
He eyed the front of the procession, and seemed a little on edge. The show of force made the man uneasy, if only because he knew some moron might fall for it and attack or threaten them.
"Howdy."
Came his gravely voice was he raised a hand in greeting.
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“Ain’t bad out for a walk!” [i]Came a fairly jovial voice from atop the halftrack, an armored man who looked to be sporting a cybernetic arm. Seeing as the man had addressed him, the soldier saw no reason to be rude. There was no harm in conversation.[/i]
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"What's your name?" He hollered up to the man aboard the half-track. Despite it's volume, his query was anything but rude. His initial fear seemed to be alleviated slightly but he had yet to see if he'd get attacked by them. With all the crazies, you never knew.
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“We don’t go givin’ that shit out for free, man! You look like you understand how a good soldier operates. Call me Sidewinder.” [i]It appeared that none of the soldiers were even slightly poised to attack him. While they manned their weaponry, they made no motion to move anything to face the random man walking beside them. He just simply wasn’t much of a threat, at least not yet. They may have certainly been well-armed, but they were also well/disciplined.[/i]
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"Fair enough. I don't have a fancy name, so call me Nathaniel!" He called out as he kept pace. "What brings you here? You hiring?"
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“Hiring’s... debatable. Look I’m just here on order. I don’t ask questions and I get paid, so I’m pretty damn happy.” [i]The man replied from his position atop the vehicle.[/i]
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"I can work with debatable!" He responded, keeping pace as the column kept going. Occasionally he'd look around, paranoid of the dojo's inhabitants
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“Debatable as in, I gotta see if you can do anything. Sooooo, do me a favor, pal. You look like you got plenty of contact in there. Go scrounge me up some information about what’s goin’ on in there, and then you and I can talk about employment.” [i]He replied, looking directly at the man below him.[/i]
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"I can tell you right off the bat about the crazies. There's the two factions I think you've probably met, Rubicon and the Trayves, and then there's all the hot shot minor factions. Loot, and some promises invariably win over most of them. They think with their stomach and wallet over their head. Force is wlso a decent way to get their attention. You've got that covered."
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“Good... because boooooy do I have a lot of loot. I ain’t cheap but I damn sure provide.” [i]He said, his chuckle a bit unnerving. Business was all that this was. Just good business.[/i]
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The man just shrugged, walking along still. "I dunno what the hell they're gonna do. The other factions. They definitely won't like this, so they'll Definitely either attack or threaten or something like that."
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[i]Sidewinder guffawed.[/i] “Let ‘em. I look like the good guy if everyone’s attacking me for no reason. I ain’t given them reason to attack unless they’re paranoid.” [i]This was technically true. Sidewinder had avoided sparking an open conflict for several reasons, namely to maintain some reputation. It looked good when you showed a little restraint.[/i]
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Edited by GRUNT OVERLORD: 2/4/2018 3:05:40 AM"True" He agreed. For the moment, he couldn't care what kind of person Sidewinder was, only that he offered a job. "Need anything else? Id like that job, if it's still there"
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“I need more information.... let’s get names and armaments for me, details not just random bullshit I can find out by lookin’ at ‘em.” [i]The mercenary seemed a little less pleased with the answer he’d received. While Sidewinder was keen to enlist help, he expected them to actually provide noteworthy intel, not just simple information. He knew the man could get more, and that was what he would make him do.[/i]
