08-19-2020, 08:29 PM
"A cup of sencha, please," she looked up at the waitress. The waitress typed something into the PAD, nodded and took away the menu card. "Thank you," Haze replied before turning back to Olivia.
"You'd envision me more as a hedge fund manager or something?" she chuckled. "Attitude has little to do with it, and I assure you I much prefer this than the pitiful existence of some kind of Interspace quant holding BMM stocks in 817, hanging himself in the Newark Station loo after the Gallic invasion. This is more like artisan crafting, in a way. You work with your hands and see the results of a job well done right away, and sometimes it is just as pretty. There's a reason the bounty hunters call themselves a guild."
After a moment's pause, she shrugged and continued. "And it is not really that low a life after a while. I respectfully discard the labels of bounty hunter or mercenary, they imply a drive of revenge in the case of the former or profiteering in the latter. If one maintains a degree of professional integrity and knows where to look, the yields become quite lucrative indeed. But this is all a means to an end of course, everyone wants to retire at some point. I tried once but I ran out of money so it was little more than just a short break."
She looked at the table for a few seconds, wondering if there was anything to add. Deciding for the negative, she looked back up at Olivia. "What about you? I seem to recall you calling yourself a mercenary at some point."
"You'd envision me more as a hedge fund manager or something?" she chuckled. "Attitude has little to do with it, and I assure you I much prefer this than the pitiful existence of some kind of Interspace quant holding BMM stocks in 817, hanging himself in the Newark Station loo after the Gallic invasion. This is more like artisan crafting, in a way. You work with your hands and see the results of a job well done right away, and sometimes it is just as pretty. There's a reason the bounty hunters call themselves a guild."
After a moment's pause, she shrugged and continued. "And it is not really that low a life after a while. I respectfully discard the labels of bounty hunter or mercenary, they imply a drive of revenge in the case of the former or profiteering in the latter. If one maintains a degree of professional integrity and knows where to look, the yields become quite lucrative indeed. But this is all a means to an end of course, everyone wants to retire at some point. I tried once but I ran out of money so it was little more than just a short break."
She looked at the table for a few seconds, wondering if there was anything to add. Deciding for the negative, she looked back up at Olivia. "What about you? I seem to recall you calling yourself a mercenary at some point."