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OOC: All the people who RP as the freelancer’s on here.
“Oh. Trust me. Ah don’ think anyone here’ll be needin’ yer help.”
We will see give it time.
“Yeh, whatever. Come find me when someone /does/ take help from ya,” Sarge said, turning on his heels and leaving.
*Turns back to the workbench and starts to finish the weapon i was making*
“What’re ya buildin’ there, son?” the Red leader asked the unknown man.
*Looks at the Red troop* A new gun.
“Yeh Ah see that. What…
Anyone who trys to hurt me or my friends.
“Hm… Yeh have friends? Ain’t you that ‘Courtney O’Brien’ guy that ev’rybody’s been havin’ problems with?”
Yes i am.
Sarge growled a little. “Listen son. Yeh best leave them freelancers alone. They’ll beat your ass like a bongo drum if yeh rub them the wrong way.”
I was ment to join them but some guy knocked me out and took my place.
“So, what? Now yer gonna try ta pick a fight with ‘em?”
No i am not going to try to fight them.
“Then who in Sam Hell are you try’na protect!? The freelancers have each othah to protect! And Ah’m pretty damn sure ain’t nobodeh try’na hunt your scraggly ass!” Sarge sneered angrily.
Trying to protect anyone who needs my help and you don’t know who could be after you.
Sarge scoffed, rolling his eyes from under his helmet. “Peh. Ah’m sure ain’t nobody gon’ need yer help.”
You never know who could need your help.
“What’re ya buildin’ there, son?” the Red leader asked the unknown man.
*Looks at the Red troop* A new gun.
“Yeh Ah see that. What…
Anyone who trys to hurt me or my friends.
“Hm… Yeh have friends? Ain’t you that ‘Courtney O’Brien’ guy that ev’rybody’s been havin’ problems with?”
Yes i am.
Sarge growled a little. “Listen son. Yeh best leave them freelancers alone. They’ll beat your ass like a bongo drum if yeh rub them the wrong way.”
I was ment to join them but some guy knocked me out and took my place.
“So, what? Now yer gonna try ta pick a fight with ‘em?”
No i am not going to try to fight them.
“Then who in Sam Hell are you try’na protect!? The freelancers have each othah to protect! And Ah’m pretty damn sure ain’t nobodeh try’na hunt your scraggly ass!” Sarge sneered angrily.
Trying to protect anyone who needs my help and you don’t know who could be after you.
“What’re ya buildin’ there, son?” the Red leader asked the unknown man.
*Looks at the Red troop* A new gun.
“Yeh Ah see that. What…
Anyone who trys to hurt me or my friends.
“Hm… Yeh have friends? Ain’t you that ‘Courtney O’Brien’ guy that ev’rybody’s been havin’ problems with?”
Yes i am.
Sarge growled a little. “Listen son. Yeh best leave them freelancers alone. They’ll beat your ass like a bongo drum if yeh rub them the wrong way.”
I was ment to join them but some guy knocked me out and took my place.
“So, what? Now yer gonna try ta pick a fight with ‘em?”
No i am not going to try to fight them.
