@shadowknight666: Rodent pauses for a moment and turns, looking over his horn-rimmed spectacles. His eyes are wide."You got some balls Cain. If you want to keep them, I suggest you use a lighter tone when addressing his eminence."
Rodent snickers at his own joke and turns again, wiping the tears of laughter from his eyes, he continues his frantic typing.
@_Rodent: " THAT'S ENOUGH!!" Cain quickly puts a simple EMP charger over his shield taking it away he then attempts to smash his Guinness bottle over Rodent's head
@shadowknight666: Agents rush to restrain Cain, grabbing and pinning his arms behind him, he struggles valiantly, but the effort is ultimately futile. Rodent regains his composure and sighs, completely unfazed by the fact that death had just missed its mark by inches.
"Okay, Okay, I can see it's that time of the month again. What do you want to say?"
Rodent swiveled in his chair and had his fingers hovering over the buttons. Ready to type.
Sam replied in his own sarcastic manner. "I'm sorry I don't have your wonderful sense of style. Perhaps I should be taking fashion lessons from you." He stops and thinks for a moment. "Oh yes, why I'm here. I came for the business, isn't it obvious? Is there someone more...qualified whom I can speak to? What about that man?" pointing to Fade.
@_Rodent: Tanner walks in puffing his cigar and carrying a folder in his good hand and slammed it down on the table "Need you to make my criminal file disappear from the past five hours"
@_Rodent: "That's too bad, but I'll try to bear it." As he speaks, he thinks to himself about the man, I wish you were more like your friend over there. "I wish to use the mercenary service offered here. I need someone to be attacked, beaten, but not killed. Did you get all that?"
@Tanner_Brenkov: Fade steps from the shadows beside the man and takes the file. Flipping silently through it, his visor displays no emotion. Finally, he stops, looks up at the man, and nods, handing the file to Rodent.
@_Rodent: "Yes, I suppose when you're used to the smell of excrement coming from that constantly flapping pie-hole and you finally stop talking long enough to smell anything else, you may be a little overwhelmed. The target is one Ivan Que, AKA the Puzzler."
@SurelockeHomes: Rodent stops typing for a moment. Nods to himself. And continues typing.
"First, touche. Second, that is very convenient, as the Mercenary is currently on a job involving ol' Puzzly. He could squeeze your offer in. Just hope you have enough stash you back it up."
@_Rodent: "Yes, it is a good hat. But it's got nothing on your taste in apparel." We're still with the sarcasm I see. Sam eyed the man up and down with derision. As he walked out, he shouted behind him, "Oh, and when Cain gets back, tell him Barnaby says hi, if you can remember," muttering the last part quietly.
Cain who has seemingly tanned a bit since anyone has saw him walks through D.E.A.T.H headquarters blood dripping out of his mouth,his body covered in bruises he looks weakened he walks in and says " IS THERE A DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE!?!?!!?' Cain then falls over and begins to pass out
@shadowknight666: Violette looks up from her nails at the fellow who has seemingly passed out on the floor but still yelling. "Nope, sorry. No doctors, just me. I'll see what I can do about that pain though..." Her eyes glowed for a moment as she mentally dulled the man's pain. She returned her attention to her nails, waiting for word of an assignment.
@VioletteVixen: Cain's Pain is quickly removed as it hurt the most he becomes thankful of this he stands up brushes the blood off of him and says " God bless you!" Cain then attempts to grab a needle from his bag , it was a pure shot of adrenaline he begins to ready the syringe while waiting for a response
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