Message #274240

[Flipz]

"Sorry about the mess.  I thought the girl was shooting at me."  Clive deliberately leaves the door open wide enough for the woman to listen in if she wanted to.

"When you're a mercenary, you get used to that.  People wanting you dead.  'Course, you also get used to people wanting you to stay alive.  Sometimes at the same time.  Usually for the same reasons."  Clive walks to the bar and pours himself a drink.  It's clearly something imported from off-world.  "You get good, you get jobs.  You get jobs, you get wanted, in more ways than one.  You get my drift?  But sometimes...sometimes you have to just go out and jump into things for your own reasons.  A man needs allies, you see, especially in my line of work.  so when I come across someone who looks like they're particularly skilled, it means they're one of two things: a potential ally, or someone who's out to kill me.  Since you didn't try to throttle me when i dropped my name, I'm guessing you're the former.  And if that's the case, let's drop the 'potential' bit.  Clive Parsons, mercenary.  At your service."  Clive sticks out his hand for the man to shake.