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srwug_alpha_rp2013-02-12 11:51 am
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Fourth Contract/Is there a Doctor in the house?
[1]
[After the mission to rescue Tron Bonne, Ryou is laid up in the infirmary. Being tossed around from a massive impact and then suffering a 50 meter drop in an Armored Core is not a good thing for a human body. Right now the Mercenary is resting. Taking calming breaths every so often, he seemed to actually be taking it easy.]
-DEET! DEET! DEET!-
-NOTIFICATION. RAVEN. YOU HAVE... 79. NEW. MESSAGES. FROM... EVANGEL.-
[You then see him swat wildly at the now online holographic console he always carries around.]
Ergh... too fucking soon for this shit....
[2]
[He's looking at his finances... and it's a grim picture. Aquiring any loot from the mission he went on was a bust. Silencing the rioters and their poison gas plot barely gave him enough money to scrape by after splitting the cash... but NOW he barely even has anything left to his name aside from his AC and its other parts.]
[He sighs in an agitated manner as he presses his head a little harder against his pillow. Looking seriously disgruntled. There is honestly no way that this could get worse.]
[After the mission to rescue Tron Bonne, Ryou is laid up in the infirmary. Being tossed around from a massive impact and then suffering a 50 meter drop in an Armored Core is not a good thing for a human body. Right now the Mercenary is resting. Taking calming breaths every so often, he seemed to actually be taking it easy.]
-DEET! DEET! DEET!-
-NOTIFICATION. RAVEN. YOU HAVE... 79. NEW. MESSAGES. FROM... EVANGEL.-
[You then see him swat wildly at the now online holographic console he always carries around.]
Ergh... too fucking soon for this shit....
[2]
[He's looking at his finances... and it's a grim picture. Aquiring any loot from the mission he went on was a bust. Silencing the rioters and their poison gas plot barely gave him enough money to scrape by after splitting the cash... but NOW he barely even has anything left to his name aside from his AC and its other parts.]
[He sighs in an agitated manner as he presses his head a little harder against his pillow. Looking seriously disgruntled. There is honestly no way that this could get worse.]
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[He sighs and shakes his head. The Surface was fucking crazy.]
Yeah well you got lucky. That thing hit me hard enough I couldn't hit any of my boosters to soften the fall.
And at least you don't have to pay for your repairs
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"You most certainly would qualify as a warrior among them, and even rise far: their current Khan used to be a Mercenary, you know! And not a single need to pay for repairs."
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A life of strict codes and honor? I'd like to keep my roads flexible and open.
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"But I probably will not persuade you at this juncture."
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