Blood Money Bar and Medical Clinic

[Silver]

Her grin disapeared and turned into a very serious face.

"Steffy, let me tell ya one thing."

She poured more Jack Daniels into her glass.

"This, what we do everyday, killin' for a credit has a name."

The sweet taste of the Jack Daniels in her throat felt good.
And it hit like a punch in her empty stomach.

"It's trading in death, love."

She grabbed her cigar again and inhaled some more.

"And in this business, fame, pride, honor just get's you killed."

With a quick hand, she grabbed her gun and pointed at his head, while exhaling the cigar smoke.

"If you want, i can kill you right here, instead of you making a mess during a hunt."
"That way, you won't drag the name of the Company through the mud."

Suddendly, she started to laugh, and holstered the gun.

"But then again, you're in here for the creds too, aren't ya?"

"Fine by me. Can you handle the madness that is being a Reaver out there, love?"

She inhaled the smoke once again.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop