Recent content by IceHatchling

Wow, this crowd is friendlier than I had expected. Sh-t, they're friendlier than any place in the Stilts. A guy could get used to the smiles. But more to the point, so could a salesman. I wink at the girl who giggled at me and sidle over. Hey there baby. What's good here?

I glance around the place, and size up the available characters. I always try to make sure to get a feel for the vibe of a new place, to see if the people would be friendly towards the idea of deals. ...Not that I usually make a general habit of going in lots of new places. This one's a bit...

I pause for a moment. I sure as hell try to stay out of any sh-t going on that has anything to do with flake. But oh, holy sh-t could I use that money. Those guns ought to pull in something nice too. Riko's funny. All these people getting all worked up over a big soap opera. People get...

F-ck Tha Po-lice! F-ck Tha Po-lice!

I shoot Riko an incredulous look. Even if that nutcase ain't comin' back here, I ain't about to start spreading bills and boom and flake out all over a diner counter. I mean, sh-t Grandbanks, I know there's no such thing as bad publicity and all, but there's attention and then there's...

It sure don't look like it, Riko. Seems like he's long gone. Guy's GOT to have a couple screws loose. I poke around a little bit more to see if there's anything else interesting tucked away, and give the guns a closer look to appraise their value. You find what you were looking for in those...

The lady speaks the truth. I grin. I whistle softly as I stare into the briefcase, and shoot a curious glance at Riko. The flake too good for you? I smile jokingly. Sh-t. Good thing after all I didn't try to unload a couple of old Polish 12-gauges on this f-cker. He would've laughed in...

Also, Michael, when you say you pull the "notepad" out, is that referring to the "ragged collection of notes" or am I missing something?

Riko: "I unceremoniously scoot down to sit in the stranger's barstool" Riko: "Way to go Daniel, you could at least keep in your seat." Doofus.

I glance back and forth several times between the now-open briefcase and the increasingly chaotic street. F-ck, Daniel, that wasn't obvious. I risk another glance to see if anyone from the street noticed me watching the dirty guy's retreat. Sh-t, well I guess he had all the boom he needed...

if things get that rich, i am NOT going to be able to stop myself from clicking on other people's spoilers. just, no. plot to murder me and then email it to john or something.

I shake my head and almost laugh.. Not me, and not today. But I'm with you on the freaked-out. Grandbanks is right about how careful the bastard was with the combo - then he up and walks off for "something urgent?" Ten to one he's just waiting for an excuse to knock off somebody and it might...

I try to control my eyes as they involuntarily bulge out of my head in an astonished stare. Did he say - is that thing really - jacked right into his brain? And is he really talking about some character getting "murdered" like she was a real person? Or is she a real person who everyone knew...

testing: pussy cat that seems sexist. :):):):) gets bleeped but not pussy?

I tilt my head slightly and give him an interested look. Nah. Why?