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[Tellemurius]

"Do you get paid when you kill your target?"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

"Well, nothing that I know of"

[Something Evil]

"Well, nothing that I know of"

*Permanent grin is now permanent.*
A: "So no shooting lightning out of your fingertips? No eyebeams or something?"

"Do you get paid when you kill your target?"

A: "Not really. I got payed with a monthly wage, got sent into missions, and got a bonus for completing optional objectives. Besides, my targets weren't some poor chumps drinking themselves silly in a pub. God made ex-convicts for that."

[Tellemurius]

"Alright thats totally different from my world, you actually sound more like a mercenary group"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

"Hehe, I might have *some* powers, we'll just have to try everything."

[Something Evil]

"Hehe, I might have *some* powers, we'll just have to try everything."

*Amity cancels grin: is puzzled.*
A: "What?"

"Alright thats totally different from my world, you actually sound more like a mercenary group"

A: "Uh, considering I nearly ripped someone's throat out when they pulled me out of the freezer, I thought word had gotten 'round. Yeah, I was in a merc group, a, pfah, <<pee-emm-see>>. Amity Tevon, Sargent, Antoniev Securities."

[Tellemurius]

"Well you said assassin so i thought you were one, sorry then. Me, im just the adventurer, i get free shit and usually a free meal on the road. I was already rich from raids and dungeon exploring so what would have been the point of charging?"

[Phantom]

"Oh, so the firefox worked for a PMC? Not as good as a fully backed military. But the life of a merc is the life of a merc I suppose."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal winks at Amy and says no more*

[Tellemurius]

"Well i wouldn't say that, a merc bound by no rules other than their contract can be more ruthless than standard military exchanges"

[Something Evil]

"Well you said assassin so i thought you were one, sorry then. Me, im just the adventurer, i get free shit and usually a free meal on the road. I was already rich from raids and dungeon exploring so what would have been the point of charging?"

A: "Uh, no, I just said I ventilate people. And you must've lucked out if where you come from creepy-crawlies had a habit of gathering shiny things. Most of the wildlife I've seen with my own eyes was mainly busy with not getting shot, eaten, set on fire, or any combination of those.
And we were bound by rules: military discipline. Civvies out of the way, fighting done by fighters against fighters. Who surrenders is a PoW with all the rights of one. And who stepped out of line and hurt non-combatants got a lashing at best. At worst, the Box...
Besides, who the hell even hires mercs that have a history of going apeshit on people. We were efficient. Never ruthless."

"Oh, so the firefox worked for a PMC? Not as good as a fully backed military. But the life of a merc is the life of a merc I suppose."

A: "At least we always got the opportunity to back out on contracts and get the hell out of a war if things went really bad. Not so much for the poor bastards that had to slug it out until the end in regular armies."

*Crystal winks at Amy and says no more*

*The red panda simply gulps, a sliver of anxiety creeping in.*

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal smiles and lays her head on Amy's shoulder*

[Tellemurius]

" I am bound only to my morals and no one else. No one rules over me, no commander, i am freelancer. I only existed because my damn government was busy with feeble wars leaving the countryside vulnerable to the dark creatures. I was to go help out towns clean out their problems and make some sweet gold along the way. All merc companies were busy making money from the wars and wouldn't hire me due to my standards. We do have a guild to control some of us and create groups for faster dungeon cleaning but i still solo."

[Something Evil]

" I am bound <snip> solo."

A: "It'd be like wearing a hat with a neon "Mug me!" sign. No, thanks. A fire-team is as low as I'm willing to drop to. Having someone else to spot the bastard hiding in a shrub with a squad automatic that you missed and give you cover when you're moving is a godsend. And even better if you have someone to smack you upside the head when your self-imposed <<morals>> start going fishy. Anyway, seeing as the dude supposed to give us a lift is gone, not much point in me staying here anymore is there?"

*Crystal smiles and lays her head on Amy's shoulder*

*Amy lets her arms slide off Crystal, and asks, a faint smile on her lips:*
A: "How much longer are you planning to keep me pinned under you?"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal giggles* "Too tired to move. You'll have to carry me"