"You can't win the game of Life. Death has better cards."
"Eh, figured you would know her. Libertonian, ex-cop and all."
She filled the glass and pushed it back to Cerulean.
"The Company has many colors. And all of them with a very colorful past."
Silver filled her own glass and sipped.
"Ah.. The burn.. So kid. Apart from needin' a vet at your side to run the rainbow wagon.. What's the plan?"
Suddenly she laughed.
"Just remembered. Copper said the same frickin' thing to me, over a bottle of Jack, when Crimson threw the Company on my lap. Him and Violet. Runnin' away for a well earned retirement in Hawai. Copper is fishin' in Grand Canaria. I wonder what i'll be up to. Probably dead. Or in Hell. Again."
[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