UNLAWFUL CONTRACTS - GAIANS - Gaian Underloch

[Silver]

*A girl puts a glass of whisky in front of her*
Couldn't sleep.
Was turning to one side then to the other in bed.

So i decided to get my ass to Leeds, and pop a random BMM.

.:BMM-Jessica.Boyd[:E] ID Scan:.
.:See what happens when a Reaver doesn't get enough sleep:.

You can reduce another 1 million to the tally.

Kiss kiss,
Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Nature's Last Hope]

INCOMING MESSAGE
Your manager: Jonah Blint

Ai, good job, miss Silver. Three mill knocked off. Keep up da good work!

New tally: 25,500,000.

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[Silver]

It was a decent day.
Nailed a couple of bubbas.

*Sips her whisky*

.:Ape. ID Scan:.
.:Anti-matter went primal on his behind:.

.:MM~Voncloud ID Scan:.
.:Pop goes the Mando:.

.:Zbieracz ID Scan:.
.:Cargo Scan:.
.:Dunno if i pop'd him for the bounty or because of his transponder name:.

You can jack the tally down by 4.500.000 credits, love.

Kiss kiss,
Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Silver]

And now it was a decent night.
Pop'd two BMM's.
One of them, their General Manager.

While being shot at by the 'delicate' BAF and BPA.

*Sips her whisky*

.:BMM-Rick.Roll[E] ID Scan:.
.:BMM-Jack.Collins[:E] ID Scan:.

.:A furry said for me to deal with it... So i dealt with it:.

.:He got so tricked:.
.:Never gonna say goodbyyyeeee:.


You can jack the tally down by 2.000.000 credits, love.
Or more.. Since this was worth a laugh, at least.

Kiss kiss,
Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Nature's Last Hope]

INCOMING MESSAGE
Your manager: Jonah Blint

[color=#FFFFFF]

'Ello der, Silver. Dayum, yah work fast. Unfortunately, dere seem ta' be a lil' error on da Mando death guncam. If yah dun' mind runnin' dat by meh once more, till den, only 4,500,000 knocked off da tally. Go get 'em!

New tally: 21,000,000

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[Silver]

Sorry 'bout that love.
We had a problem with a couple of fires in the kitchen.

All good now.
And got that gun cam link repaired.

Toodles,
Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Nature's Last Hope]

INCOMING TRANSMISSION
Your manager: Jonah Blint

[color=#FFFFFF]Dat be bettah'. Tally down ta' 19 mil. Keep up da good work, ladies an' gents.

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[Silver]

Got a very big one for you today.
Bretonian Destroyer.

But the best thing is...
I hired an IC transport on the spot to help get rid of the dessie.

*Laughs*

.:HMS-Kerberos ID Scan:.
.:Pop'ing the can open:.
.:Killshot permission:.

So that's 4 mio less in the tally.

Kisses,
Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Nature's Last Hope]

INCOMING MESSAGE
Your manager: Jonah Blint

Ai, good and quick work. Tally now at 15,000,000. Only half more!

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[Silver]

Big day, big day.
Big mojo.
Wooo weeee.

Sorry. Too excited.

*Coughs*

.:MinerZyzia ID Scan:.
.:Pop, pow, kaboom. One less miner:.

These are those frickin' A.I.'s you talked about.

.:Xan kill message:.

.:Nanobotic ID Scan:.
.:Got pop'd. Hell ye:.

And to finish it up..
A lovely Palading going up in smoke.

.:BAF|Ens.William.Trevor ID Scan:.
.:That boy got lighted:.

You can jack down 8.000.000 SC from the tally.

Almost there, loves.

Kisses,
Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop