Second Contract/Contractual Obligations

[lastfeather]

[1]

[Despite the recent failure at Lawdas, the Chalice still managed to gain a trio of new pilots. One of them was looking over the sheer amount of damage done to his machine.]

Well... damn...

[He's just running his hand through his hair with a grimace as he runs through the expenses. Repairs, ammunition, repainting, replacement parts... With the factory blasted to bits, it was written off as a failure and practically devoured his funds. He was going to have to work the everloving hell out of his ass to make up for this mess. He sighs roughly as he watches the numbers fall.]

Bloody Silent Line... Bloody League...


[2]

[The new arrival is at the bar... despite slowly closing into impoverishment he slapped money on the table, collapsed on a barstool and proceeded to make the following demand as he dropped his head to the bar-top.]

Give me the most expensive thing you've got. No. Actually. Give me two of that.

[Clearly his solution to dealing with having his money whittled down... is to waste more of it on coping mechanisms! BRILLIANT!]


[3] - Video/Action

Right... because of this contract I've got... I'm obligated to introduce myself.

[He's rubbing the bridge of his nose. His drinking binge may have gotten the better of him.]

My name's Ryou Kimura, I go by 'Onyx Zero' on the field. I'm a Mercenary of the Raven's Ark. We deal with dispute resolution. So I negotiate with people... violently. There's a lot of explosions and shooting involved.

[He takes a lazy swig straight from a bottle.]

I'll be working with you all... and probably be doing some Merc work on the side.. ..

[He seems to look off to the side, grumbling as he looks through a digital copy of the contract.]

RIght... and APPARENTLY... you get 40% of the pay whenever I go do my job. What is this shit...

So assuming you don't feel morally obligated to bitch at me, you're welcome to help me line your pockets.

Any questions?

Comments

[gurrenbrigbonded]

[Speak of the Mercenary-hating devils, and they shall stumble upon your comm transmission! A young fellow in a green uniform shows up an a sub-video link.]

"Fah. Savrashi Merc swine. What has possessed the White Chalice to treat with filth like these?"

[lastfeather]

... You mean you had a bunch of Corporate Ass Kissers on board? Guess that explains a lot of things...

[Like how people reacted to him initially. He's also going to tap on Matthew's sub-link and mute it.]

I'm sorry did you hear anything?

[emorangerpink]

[Ah crap. Laura taps out a quick text note to Matthew: Be polite. I'll talk to you in a bit.]

They were... strange, but they didn't make any trouble. I'm not talking about general sentiment. There's a group aboard with their own culture, in which mercenaries are basically the lowest of the low. ...Like in that interruption there. It'll be fine so long as you can get their commanders to tell them not to pick fights.

...So you're not on good terms with the League?

[lastfeather]

Right. I'll keep that in mind. I'm not the kind of guy to go looking for brawls out of a job anyway.

[He's going to take a deep breath and scratch his head as he ponders how to answer the next bit.]

Hahaha... well not me specifically. The League has it out for the Layered Corporations and Raven's Ark since we didn't exactly bow down to them when they came knocking.

They gave us a deal that essentially amounted to us whoring ourselves out to their top dogs, we told them to stuff it.

Most Ravens hate Collared on principle. Nothing good ever comes out of being a Corporation's pet attack dog. Usually it means you die a lot faster.

[emorangerpink]

Well, they seem to think it's better to stay on the Chalice's good side than not, so you shouldn't have to worry much about them while you're here.

What about your machines? Top secret and off limits?

[lastfeather]

Good to know...

As for the ACs... well anyone with enough money can find out how they work. These things are built from mass produced modular parts the Corporations sell.

[Ryou shrugs at this really. The idea of ACs being off limits is believable for the more paranoid Ravens... but Top Secret? That's kinda ridiculous.]

I'd say it'd be a social faux pas to mess around with them without permission though. So the latter's kinda there depending on who you ask.

[emorangerpink]

[Well he's less protective of them than Alexei and PRIME were, that's for sure.]

Sounds like you'll be doing your own maintenance on them, then...?

[gurrenbrigbonded]

Matthew grumpfaces, but assents to Ericks with a reply text message:

Aff. Did not mean to interfere with negotiations.

[Do you want to RP this?]

[lastfeather]

Yeah. That's on the contract too...

[No free repairs for you Ryou! You will be forever poor!]

.......

[Laura you are treated to the sight of the pilot letting our an agonized groan and gripping at his head.]