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-Oooooh killing Itchy, thats a classic. See when it came to first kill, Deuce aimed for Doze first and- wait no, no, stop, getting side tracked on something he actually likes. Moving back on topic, the thug reveals that "it" doesn't wants her dead. It wants her, her friends, and her friends' friends dead. Big difference, and a complete lack of tact from spades here. Good thing he doesn't take orders though...-
“Whaaaaaaaat the fuck. Well I’m glad you’re not going to 8e doing that 8ut uhm, why do they want all of us dead? We haven’t even done anything? Especially me? Well I mean... 8esides kind of fucking over the 8oss a few time 8ut why would anyone you know care a8out that?”
-That would've been a nice offer, had it not been for one tiny detail. Slick's job involves violently murdering Vriska, as revealed by our charming guest brandishing a switch blade and asking the troll if she wants it fast or slow then. Yeah, not really going to work out. The mobster thankfully reveals that even though he would love to stain the floor, walls, and ceiling of this place some other color than green, the fact that's exactly what work wants kills it for him entirely.-
“W8 what why? Who wants you to kill me? For what reason? I haven’t even gotten around to killing Itchy yet so I’m not even a full on mem8er of the crew yet! This is 8ullshit!”
-If there was one good thing about the walking heap of trash in a shell that was her uninvited guess, it was cutting to the chase. Finishing the bottle before throwing it over his shoulder, the ex agent simply states he's here on work. Work he ain't doing. Which explains a whole lot of nothing, but at least given his hatred for this place, they can both agree on wanting him to get the fuck out as soon as possible.-
“Oh gee thanks that’s... that’s just gr8.”
Whined the maid to herself, watching the bottle soar over his shoulder and shatter on the floor. Definitely had to clean that up later, but whatever, right now she had more pressing concerns to deal with.
“Alright, well what exactly are you here to do? May8e I can help you somehow so you can get the fuck out 8efore 8oss kills 8oth of us? 8ecause I think that would 8e the preferred outcome for us here.”
-I'd hate to break it to you Vriska, but I think the reason why there are so many bars may have to do with your co workers not only being substance abusing assholes, but your boss maybe being a bit of an alcoholic. Neither here nor there, though. The strangely white clad mobster snatches the beverage from her when she comes back. No acknowledgement what so ever as he tears the cap off with his damn teeth and idly starts chugging the cheap swill down.-
“Yeah uh, you’re welcome for that I suppose? Listen how long do you plan on staying here for? 8ecause I’m not sure how the 8oss is going take you 8eing here for any sort of extended amount of time?”
Vriska would ask, rather impatiently tapping her foot while she waited for a response. She would wince a little bit as he ripped the cap off with his teeth, not enjoying how that must feel.
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-Oh whats he going to do, manifest inside your room and shank you? That's just crazy talk. Now please get the familiar derse man a beer while he sits around waiting to unmanifest himself from this accursed goddamn fucking manor, Vriska.-
W8 what? W8 WHAT. WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHEN DID YOU GET HERE? Awwwwwwww fuck me this isn’t going to go well at all is it? Fuck it, might as just roll with it for now I suppose!
So off Vriska would go, fetching her unannounced and unexpected house guest the beer the apparently requested. She’d just bring them back a bottle from one of the many bars scattered through out the mansion. Seriously why does this place have so many bar set ups?