by The Kingpin » Tue Aug 19, 2008 5:48 am
"A few minutes, really. but before we go after him, we need to do a bit of shopping. any valuables in here that you DON'T want, gather together" he said just as a voice came on the line. "Drake? Drake Romero?! Dude! where the hell ya been?! Dude, i haven't heard from you in AGES, man!" said the voice on the line. "Yo mikey! ya crazy b*stard! what, you're doing desk jobs now?" responded Drake. "Well after that one hunt that broke both my legs and fractured my spine in 15 different places, i decided i'd probably live longer operating the contact list. not much fun, but still, i get paid well and get to hear from an old friend every once in a while" said Mike. "So what can i do for ya, bro?" the man added. "Well Mike, you probably heard my old base was blown to hell and back. now i'm after this Demon, goes by the name of Mosrek. a few friends lost their bud to this a**hole and his cronies, so i decided i'd get them some payback. anyway, i'm gonna need some wheels, maybe some weapons if possible" said Drake. "Ouch. well dude, you know the deal with weapons. if it were just you, we'd make the weapons for you, but for your pals...well, if they bring weapons to us we'll soup them up, but otherwise, no can do. I CAN get you the wheels though. how many of you are there?" said Mike. "Hmm...i'd say roughly 7". "No prob, man. i'll get you a nice set of rims right away. what else were you after?". "Well, three other things actually. Mosrek's current location. an improvement for a small Laptop i plan to bring to make it give me up to date info on his location, and an improvement for my Blades so tha-". "Aww dude! The Blades! man, you're givin' me memories just talkin' about 'em! anyway, what exactly do you want done to 'em?" said Mike. "Well, if you could get a look at a super hard allow that retains the qualities of my current blades, that'd be perfect. just make sure whatever it is, it can keep the trademark look of them. don't want that old logo disappearing with the improvement, ya know?". "No problem, man. a while ago Brimstone produced a new alloy for that sort of thing. it seems every blade-using Agent working for Brimstone's using that metal for their blades lately. seein as you have a whole shop's worth of blades in that outfit of yours, i guess you're the guy who needs it most right now. stop by when you have the weaponry and that laptop you want fixed up, and we'll have everything ready for ya when you get here. any time in particular?". "How's 6 PM tomorrow evening?". "Perfect. We'll be waiting for you then, man". and with that, the conversation ended, Drake smirking as he looked at the others, saying "So now we go shopping. after we're done we'll rest up, and tomorrow we hunt that Demon down"...
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The Kingpin on Tue Aug 19, 2008 6:00 am, edited 1 time in total.
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG