And here we go jumping the gun

[abandonedlegacy]

I hope you have a lot of cash, lady, because I don't do jobs for free. Remember: payments up front and don't go trying to stiff me.

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Oh Jake <3

[glimpseoftruth]

Anyone ever tell you you've got a way with words?

Ahh Alyssa~ <3

[abandonedlegacy]

Money talks better than words do. I learned that early on.

Woot woot, somebody who knows Outbreak! /fistbump

[glimpseoftruth]

Hard lesson to learn. But don't count out the power of words just yet. They might surprise you. [Pause.] Or, y'know, the power of bullets.

Aww yeah! Best game /fistbump

[abandonedlegacy]

Words haven't exactly done much for me. I'll be sticking to the guns and bullets, thanks.

Gotta admit, the wait for RE6 is driving me bonkers.

[glimpseoftruth]

Stick with what you know. Leave the words to those of us who get paid to write them. [Or the manipulative bastards who monologue like crazy.]

Alyssa Ashcroft, Raccoon Weekly. And you are?

I know right? Just another month until the demo though!

[abandonedlegacy]

Let me know if that pen of yours ever gets rid of some BOWs. [Because really that would be impressive.]

Raccoon Weekly? Bit old time, and I'm pretty sure with the city gone it isn't running anymore either. The name's Jake, guess you could call me a hand for hire.

aaaaaugh

[glimpseoftruth]

Honey, that's what the grenade launcher is for. And the lawsuit. [Boom, baby.]

Yeah, the city's long gone. Guess some things you carry with you for the rest of your life, though, and it seems right to still mention the old girl. [Pause.] ...So you're a mercenary. Interesting choice in work there. Any particular reason why?

[weaponmadeperfect]

[And Sherry's just going to shake her head here.]

Ya know it doesn't exactly work tha... Oh never mind I'll let you figure it out. [Leans against a wall to watch the muse mun fight.]