=INCOMING TRANSMISSION=
TargetID: Mandalorian Mercenary Recruitment Centre
Transmit Location: 50 Mott Street, Chinatown-2, Manhattan, NY
Transmit ID: "Chinese Dynamite"
Takes out a Fortune Cookie from its plastic wrapping.
So, you say you need the good pilot. I pretty good, best in my area in Chinatown. But many other better than me.
So, why you want me fly with you? I am single father, raise daughter because my wife tell me "You too short." She run off with some Black.Reaver guy.
I don't get it, I stand nearly the five foot ten.
I raise kid alone. Is hard, I work nearly 90 hours a week for the Interspace Commercial. And they pay me vary little. Not enough pay for daughter tuition. Not enough for medical school.
Slams fist onto the table, destroying the fortune cookie utterly.
I tired of this! My friend tell me, "Wong, why you no go merc? You good pilot!"
I think, why be merc? Those people are dirty bad boys. But I need the money.
My daughter, I raise well. She get A+ all time. When she get A-, time stop and I take out the bamboo stick. Then she get A+ again.
Now she get into best medical school in Manhattan. I need pay. So, I merc now.
Removes slip of paper from the battered remnants of what used to be an uniquely shaped(and possibly delicious) Fortune cookie
So, you say Mando kill bad guy. And you say Mando pay well for shoot bad guy. I shoot bad guy. I get paid. I pay for my daughter go to college. And then she become big doctor! And I no need to shoot no more bad guy.
But for now, you say you need someone shoot bad guy. So, I say to bad guy...
Read slip of paper.
"Confucius say, you go jail now bad boy!"
Quote:[7:42:05 PM][6:51:36 PM] Igor (Smokey): btw terry
[6:51:48 PM] Terrance Cooper: Ye?
[6:52:00 PM] Igor (Smokey): nothin
[6:52:03 PM] Igor (Smokey): just sayin btw
[6:52:05 PM] Terrance Cooper: <_<
Quote:Johnny_Haas: you shot anti criuse speed rockets!!!
Johnny_Haas: but why????
Johnny_Haas: ??
Johnny_Haas: why you shoot criuse speed rockets?