The Blood Money - Freeport One Edition -

[Umber]

Picking up the data-pad, Umber went to a link and selected a small icon.

"Classy then. I see. Let us hope i can see you being classy in hell then."

She turned the data-pad to Calix and placed at his front. It was filled with small letters and a giant title saying "Contract".

"In the middle of these 800.. or 900 pages, you either will find your own personal brand of hellish situations, death or riches. Just remember. Don't hurt the Company.. And the Company will treat you as you were family."

Umber grabbed her bottle and sipped it.

"If you still want in, sign it. If not, that's the way out."

Pointing to the bar exit, with a grin that was now usually in her face at all times, she got close and whispered.

"Choose.. Because either way.. It will be a party."

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[13:37:45] Tyler: ****** seems butthurt and Haste seems to be going in without lube or spitting atleast on it for decency sakes.