Reaver Mercenary Contract

[Silver]

*Sits on the couch and lights up a cigar*
Hamburg got minced.

By little ol'me.

One Cruiser, one gunboat and one of those sweet Wraths.

*Sighs*

But damn.. I just finished repairing the Mamo.. And off to hell once again.
It's all shot up.
The engines died out 4 k's out of the Armstrong.

*Pulls smoke and exhales*

Let's do business shall we?

First, i wacked a Kruger trannie in Frankfurt. Easy job.

.:Kruger|KMS-Obertshausen ID Scan
.:Pop goes the Kruger:.

*Pulls smoke and exhales slowly*

Then it was Silver's night in Hamburg.
Ye. I'm that crazy.
Hell. If life isn't going in the fast lane, then it isn't life, eh?

.:RNC-Saarbrucken ID Scan:.
.:RNC-Sachsen ID Scan:.

.:Like an angel.. KAPOW! Saarbrucken was totaled:.
.:Damn. This took my sweet time.. But hell yes:.

Then a peacock rheinie thought he was all good.
Well then.
I bet he's all good inside a grave now.

.:Heinz.Hardt ID Scan:.
.:Bye bye Heinz. Say hello to anti-matter:.

*Puts out the cigar and orders a bottle of Jack Daniels*

For me.. This was a good day.
But hell. Hard one.

So send the 18 mio to Silver.Reaver

Kisses and all,
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