The Blood Money - Freeport One Edition -

[Umber]

With a raised eyebrow, she eyed the man and the poker card. Nevermind the communication in the recruitment channel. Interesting. Seems that the boss was right in changing the scenery.

"Mr. Calix. Not even waiting for a reply. Speaks volumes of you."

She picked up the card and checked it. She had heard that the Silver Reaver also had a very rare poker card. Thirteen of something. If hunting and cards went side by side, then this man would be someone worth their salt.

"So..."

Umber sipped a bit of her cerveza.

"References, noticeable work, past employers... And why the Company?"

And with that, the distinguishable energy loading sound of a very nasty handheld laser gun was heard under a table, as Umber kept sipping the cerveza. No chances left to the unknown. Pressure since the first step. And hell would await if something did not felt right.

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[13:37:45] Tyler: ****** seems butthurt and Haste seems to be going in without lube or spitting atleast on it for decency sakes.