Bloodfall: Help Never Hurts
I don't care who this guy is. I think I may be in love. Now, before you start saying shit, here me out: this guy literally kicked me off a rooftop. Beforehand I'd be lucky to find someone who could limply smack me across the helmet with a rusty pipe before I literally sliced them in half. This guy's giving me what I've been looking for for so damned long: a good fight. A nice fair one, too. I put away my sword and he knew what was going on. Before we know it we're trying to rip each-other apart with our bare hands in the middle of a cloths store. He was quick, he hit hard, and he knew what he was doing and what he was dealing with. Right up to the point where we took it to the street and he threw me into the stone barrier of one of these minigarden things they have in front of fancy-ass buildings.
"Are we done? I've got things to do."
"No...Lemme ask you something."
"*sigh*...make it quick."
"You getting anywhere with sorting out that hypocrisy problem of yours?"
"...I don't follow you."
"Oh fuck you. You say you hate illegal dealers, yet you're nothing but a toy for one."
"I get my weapons honestly, buddy. I don't know what you're talking about."
"Chris fucking Cain. I know you're on his bill. You wouldn't have tried to blow Patton's head off if you weren't."
"My work is none of your business."
"His business is, though. Like his secret oversea business with the terrorists and the weapons shipment..."
"Excuse me?"
"Yep! He's a backalley training shitstain who's selling weapons to eastern European terrorists! And you're working for him. The exact kind of thing you say you hate."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Because if I was bullshitting, neither of us would be here."
"I needed that payroll, though..."
"Money's all your after? Bud, Cain's got that in spades. And you can get that easy, too. All you gotta do is follow me."
"You want me to help you?"
"Yeah! You're a complete badass as I've found out so you'd be good help, and you'd get the money and get back on the fuck who lied behind your back. Whaddaya say?"
".....only because I need the money..."
Bloodfall: Help Never Hurts
I don't care who this guy is. I think I may be in love. Now, before you start saying shit, here me out: this guy literally kicked me off a rooftop. Beforehand I'd be lucky to find someone who could limply smack me across the helmet with a rusty pipe before I literally sliced them in half. This guy's giving me what I've been looking for for so damned long: a good fight. A nice fair one, too. I put away my sword and he knew what was going on. Before we know it we're trying to rip each-other apart with our bare hands in the middle of a cloths store. He was quick, he hit hard, and he knew what he was doing and what he was dealing with. Right up to the point where we took it to the street and he threw me into the stone barrier of one of these minigarden things they have in front of fancy-ass buildings.
"Are we done? I've got things to do."
"No...Lemme ask you something."
"*sigh*...make it quick."
"You getting anywhere with sorting out that hypocrisy problem of yours?"
"...I don't follow you."
"Oh fuck you. You say you hate illegal dealers, yet you're nothing but a toy for one."
"I get my weapons honestly, buddy. I don't know what you're talking about."
"Chris fucking Cain. I know you're on his bill. You wouldn't have tried to blow Patton's head off if you weren't."
"My work is none of your business."
"His business is, though. Like his secret oversea business with the terrorists and the weapons shipment..."
"Excuse me?"
"Yep! He's a backalley training shitstain who's selling weapons to eastern European terrorists! And you're working for him. The exact kind of thing you say you hate."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Because if I was bullshitting, neither of us would be here."
"I needed that payroll, though..."
"Money's all your after? Bud, Cain's got that in spades. And you can get that easy, too. All you gotta do is follow me."
"You want me to help you?"
"Yeah! You're a complete badass as I've found out so you'd be good help, and you'd get the money and get back on the fuck who lied behind your back. Whaddaya say?"
".....only because I need the money..."