"Bon!" An exclamation to give himself more time to articulate a follow up, "See, I do like me one bar in particula' but eh..."

" not entirely the worst way to end up, right? " optimism often turned the tide, at least that was the mentality she preferred to keep. it certainly wasn't foolproof; the distant nagging, reminder of the smallest of miscalculation resided behind the mask. she need not let it show, crystal blues on her company with a slightly wider shape. realization now might not have been the time, however, had her bid a quiet clear of the throat. " right. this is still- not great. " head turned to peak just slight from behind their hiding spot, fingers readjusting the amulet. " so, time for plan b? "

       with  another  sigh,  she  pushed  a  stray  strand  of  hair  out  of  her  face,  fingers  running  through  her  locks.  ❝  i’m  sorry,  cyke,  ❞  she  murmured.  she  had  picked  up  the  nickname  from  remy.  he  always  called  scott  that  affectionately…  or had  always  called  him  that.  when  he  had  still  been  around,  that  is. 

a moment of pain, and you'll be set.

some bastard tried to mug me. i handled it.

do i look like a priest that runs a charity to you?

it's common fucking knowledge.

i sometimes get the impression you forget you aren't from around here.

i'm open to other options.

i'm a man of my word, you know that.

how would i know? why would i care?

it's a hot item, and i know where to find it.

how am i supposed to do this?

well, who do we have here... [name]... long time. didn't know you were around.

no one calls me by my name anymore. almost forgotten how it sounds.

nothing ever changes here. i'd rather hear about you.

as you can see, i'm back. if it'd been better there, wouldn't've left.

maybe it'll all work out for the best.

stop the car.

looks like it's my lucky day.

one more fucking word...

stay outta this. i don't know you.

it seems our conversation has come to a close.

i'm pleased to see you have not forgotten your roots.

who was that?

pull up here. right here. i'll just drop down below.

maybe we can also work together again. take ourselves back two years.

see? we're rich.

get the fuck out.

don't move! you're under arrest!

stay where you are!

you know fuck all about me.

it's a waste of effort. i have no time to testify or play at an investigation.

honestly, for a second there, things looked iffy. wasn't sure we'd worm outta that alive.

eyes and ears open, all right?

elevator. this way.

you want nice, supportive? call a damn helpline.

nice. i couldn't done that better myself.

on your toes. more bodies incoming. they're almost on you.

shit, where the hell's our target?

heard people who live through shit like this get panic attacks.

is that even safe?

look sharp. not done yet.

it can wait. let's just focus on getting home.

so you can be nice when you feel like it.

you get any sleep?

oh, i get it. you wanna get rich off my blood, sweat, and tears.

good to see you, [name]. it's been a while. to what do i owe the pleasure today?

keep your guard up, that's all.

sounds like it could come in handy, then.

we'll work something out.

don't be mean now.

draw your weapon.

i've got this delicate matter. it's why i called you.

i know exactly how that sounds.

if i get a tip about a possible attack, i'll give you a call.

how's your mom?

would you rather live in peace as mr nobody, die dipe, old, and smelling slightly of urine? or go down for all times in a blaze of glory, smelling near like posies, without seeing your thirtieth?

let me hear it. what's the job?

not a sales pitch. it's a warning.

think you can handle it?

so what went wrong?

i like to know everything about the people i work with.

why we meeting here? any particular reason?

you have trouble accepting compliments?