LukeDeadwood
Sack of Potatoes
- Joined
- Sep 27, 2018
- Location
- USA
Anemone smiles bright as Johnny eases his way around the room and out the door. One less potential obstacle in the way meant less of a potential mess should something happen. It wasn’t that the club owner doubted his employee. In fact, it was quite the opposite. The designated security getting into a fight was expected. A dancer, though? Not quite so much. This wasn’t exactly that kind of club. So Anemone smiles, winking at Johnny and the silent question as he waves his hand. It’s not a dismissive wave, but more of a “watch and see” kind of wave.
Emex has to snort at the way the bounty hunter declares his intentions and his “consideration”. What kind of two-bit, “off the shelf” bargain-brand machine did this guy think he was? He didn’t give a damn about any of that. And just what was with the unsaid assumption that Emex couldn’t handle some rustic, dirty ass old man? He was indeed offended, and on the verge of giving the male a piece of his mind.
He didn’t get the chance to when Anemone stepped forward. He nudged Emex to the side, ignoring the “do you mind?” huff from the grumpy AI. “Hello!” He unnecessarily greets, and cheerily so. “Welcome to Oracle! I take it you’ve had as much fun here in your short time as Emex here usually has pretty much every night, hm?” He chuckles, unoffended and rather amused as a whole. Though he quickly moves on from the prattle. “I assure you, theres no issues with the warrant or credentials. Those are just fine. It just...well, our boss would like to have a chat with our little non-friend here,” Anemone nods towards the older male. “You see, our boss is very...involved in the life of the undercity. He’d just like to make sure Mim here didn’t bring any other unwanted attention along with him on his way in to our territory. I assure you, we can keep him detained well enough. And you can still claim him as your mark, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Depending on what Zero thought, that could probably turn into a half-truth. Honestly, it was hard to tell what was going on through that man’s head, and Anemone had known him for quite some time now! But still. The club owner figured it might be better to at least attempt a peaceful approach before anything — or anyone, to be more precise — wound up getting broken. “And I can reimburse you for your time as well, if that’s another concern of yours.”
Emex has to snort at the way the bounty hunter declares his intentions and his “consideration”. What kind of two-bit, “off the shelf” bargain-brand machine did this guy think he was? He didn’t give a damn about any of that. And just what was with the unsaid assumption that Emex couldn’t handle some rustic, dirty ass old man? He was indeed offended, and on the verge of giving the male a piece of his mind.
He didn’t get the chance to when Anemone stepped forward. He nudged Emex to the side, ignoring the “do you mind?” huff from the grumpy AI. “Hello!” He unnecessarily greets, and cheerily so. “Welcome to Oracle! I take it you’ve had as much fun here in your short time as Emex here usually has pretty much every night, hm?” He chuckles, unoffended and rather amused as a whole. Though he quickly moves on from the prattle. “I assure you, theres no issues with the warrant or credentials. Those are just fine. It just...well, our boss would like to have a chat with our little non-friend here,” Anemone nods towards the older male. “You see, our boss is very...involved in the life of the undercity. He’d just like to make sure Mim here didn’t bring any other unwanted attention along with him on his way in to our territory. I assure you, we can keep him detained well enough. And you can still claim him as your mark, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Depending on what Zero thought, that could probably turn into a half-truth. Honestly, it was hard to tell what was going on through that man’s head, and Anemone had known him for quite some time now! But still. The club owner figured it might be better to at least attempt a peaceful approach before anything — or anyone, to be more precise — wound up getting broken. “And I can reimburse you for your time as well, if that’s another concern of yours.”