The Deadline

The Deadline

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Secluded alleyway - market street. 15:02 PM.

Bede - ''Gah, fuck me, what the hell happend her- gah fuck, there's bits everywhere.. keh.. all over my shoes, I'm gonna vomit"

Associate - "David and Aaron, Bede"

Bede - "David and Aaron? What the hell are you trying to say"

Associate - "We've checked the bodies, double checked, hell, triple checked! It's those two idiots, no wonder they didn't return, look at 'em"

Bede - "What, they run into one of those mechanical freakamajigs or something? How the hell did they end up like this"

Associate - "A couple of passeby's claimed they were attacked by fixers.. unsure what office though, surely has to be operating nearby."

Bede - "So you're trying to tell me a fixer did this? What the hell do you mean a fixer did this?! What fixer can rip a man apart like this, what, are you going to tell me the fucking red mist just decided to fuck up their day?!"

Associate - "..."

Bede - "Ah fuck, fuck! I've gotta tell baws about this, or we're fucked!"

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??? - ???. 15:37 PM.

Bede - "Baws, Baws! We've got something!"

Clive - "About time, we're basically skimming on the line as is, give me the good news"

Bede - "Well, uh,  I wouldn't exactly say it's good news but we've got a pretty good lead"

Clive - "Spit it out, we don't have time for this."

Bede - "We've narrowed down the location of the target, one of the fixer offices in the market street, according to my reports."

Clive - "That's a rather large piece of land, don't you think? Well, it's better than nothing. Gather the men who can still walk, and kick down office doors until you find the bastard, I'll try to delay with the bosses for a little more time."

Bede - "Got it boss, anything else?"

Clive - "Keep this on the down low, I don't want any rivals or superiors thinking we're trying to start a war here."

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??? - ???. 17:28 PM

Clive - "We have a strong lead sir and we're alredy moving in to secure the target, all I ask for is simply a little more time"

??? - "I have been lenient with you as is, and you want even more time?"

Clive - "I.. I am aware of how it seems sir, but I swear on my honour, we will finish this task if you simply give us a little more time..!"

??? - "You have a month, that is the most I can still grant you. Get it done by then, or you'll be swearing on a lot more than your honour when the higher ups step in and intervene."

Clive - "Of course sir, thank you, thank you again. We'll get it done, you have my word."

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??? - "The wing is paying a lot for that man, enough for a man to retire for life. I wonder what he's carrying around that's so valuable. Then again, it's not my place to ask, nor ponder about. Well, best of luck to you Clive, suppose I should let the Capo know about this."

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Rodent extermination.

A nearby restaraunt owner - Pete - has asked for our assistance in getting his business back in working condition.

To begin with, he has asked us to destroy or prevent the local rat gang calling themselves the ''green rodents'' from attacking his customers and restaraunt.

Reward: 1125 Ahn