| Subject: Potty Mouth? |
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Solace
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Date Posted: 01:58:22 07/26/01 Thu
In reply to:
Spade
's message, "Re: I imagine Goku's eating speed times 100, is that around it?" on 23:48:13 07/25/01 Wed
OOC: Yeah...Solace has a very colorfull speech pattern, but hey, you know you like it ;)
Solace was kinda surprised that Leon didnt bother to say anything, let alone follow her, as she made her way out of the med area of the ship. But the feeling dwindled quickly once she retrieved her guns and blades, making her way as fast as she could back to her ship to find a normal set of cloths.
The ship seemed deserted in the hanger bay which was to Solace's liking, and she crawled into the cockpit. Rummaging about for a moment, a small compartment opened underneath her seat. Within was a spare set of attire for emergency purpouses...and considering the hospital shirt she was wearing...it was deffinatly an emergency. As best she could in the small confines of the cockpitt, Solace changed into the less 'damaged' clothing, tossing the blood covered vest and pants into the compartment.
Once she reasserted herself, Solace leaned back in the seat, stairing blankly at the console infront of her.
"What the fuck am I going to do...."
She needed cash, and Virgil seemed the best bet to give her what she needed. Though, she was pretty sure there were other people on the ship that could offer up more bounty then him...she just didnt like the little bastard, and that was enough reason for her to turn him in and reap the profits. And besides those reasons, it was the only paying job at the moment. She was done doing assassinations for the time being, no mercenary work had presented itself just yet, and space pirating for her was growing a bit old. So at the moment she was Solace:Bounty Hunter....kinda ironic since she has a bounty on her head as well, ne?
But then there was Leon. He was proving to be a more of a pain in the god damned ass then Solace had first thought, and more then likly he would be hanging around Virgil just to spite her.
"That mother fucking bastard....I should have let him hit that god damned mother fucking self destruct button...should have just let him blow his ass to fucking hell and back...damnit...what the fuck was I thinking...I swear...next time I do that Im going to fucking shoot myself.."
She sat there in silence for a while, thinking things in mer mind, trying to figure out what actions to take. She had a duty to uphold, a job to do, a few bucks to make, and she had no idea how to do it.
"...Im getting rusty...havnt done this shit in a few years...I should have just stuck to simple merc jobs and assassinations, even space pirating was easier then this."
She pulled out one of her guns and looked at it for a moment.
"..But Im not going to give up."
She smirked inwardly, an evil glint in her cold black eyes.
"Heh...keep your friends close, and your enemies closer...like they say, patience is a virtue..."
Solace reholstered her gun, dropping out of the cockpitt onto the hanger bay floor. She looked around, then headed forward twords the exit, the smirk still lingering on her features.
I'll play nice for now...and wait for my chance...he wont know what the fuck hit him..
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