The Blood Money - Freeport One Edition -

[Silver]

"There is so many dodges against Death."

A click was heard behind that very rude man's nape.

"I hate when people are rude to my barkeep. I hate it even more when they think they can touch him."

Silver, nudged the head a little with the gun.

"Any last words, bub?"

The man opened his mouth to talk, and Silver just pistol whipped his head, knocking him out, causing him to fall to the floor,
bashing his head on the table.

"Not interested."

She said looking at the now knocked out man.
Two of the security guards arrived and saluted.

"Eh, stop that, you're makin' me blush."

She smirked at the two guards, and then kicked the body in the floor.

"Throw this bug out of here. Like.. The Corsair Embassy. But keep his weapon. We wouldn't want.. troublesome people unleashed inside the Freeport, would we? Or else, i bet your SecChief will be itchin' to unleash the mechs."

With a small laugh, Silver walked to the bar, and sat on the stool that the man was sitting and nodded to O'Reilly, who quickly thanked with a nod and placed a bottle of Jack Daniels and two empty glasses in front of her.

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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