Infinite Cosmos

Distress Signal: Bandits Attacking a Mercenary Ship

@superservo27

Uh. I was planning on writing a post so I can join this...

Also, Fresh Prince best prince.

Distress Signal: Bandits Attacking a Mercenary Ship

@Pumpkinbot
Damn. Well. Ok. I'll work something out.

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@superservo27

I has coins.

Distress Signal: Bandits Attacking a Mercenary Ship

So. How does one get on this ship..?

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That I do.

@superservo27

You have a ship...

A ship that travels in space...

Jhin has... an itch...

An itch that needs scratchin'

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I'm still here.

Realistically, I wanted Jhin to find his next gig while he was at the bar...

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Jhin sighed. Seeing as Miri kept her barriers up, he lowered his weapon. "This is becoming a farce. I understand that one can have an avatar in this world that resembles nothing like how they are in the real world. I chose not to do that since I have nothing to hide. I am who am I, What I am.... You two, I'm not so sure. A blue-haired woman who speaks as if she knows exactly whats going on with anyone, while shooting with blatant disregard to others. A Draenei. Those only theoretically exist in video games. Seriously. This is getting more and more out of hand by the minute. You, blue-hair, I don't know what you're after or even who you are. Right now, I don't care anymore. Yeah, sure, I know a guy. Why wouldn't I. Miri, I. I don't know what to think of you. Your kind exist in video games. Sure, there are aliens and such all around now. For all we know, the blue-haired one isn't even human."

Sighing once again, taking a sip of whatever is left of his whiskey. "I'm logging out. I hope we, all four of us, can meet again, and under different circumstances. Until then, goodbye."

With those words, Jhin opened up a small screen, and proceeded to log himself out...

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Steady breaths came from Jhin. His hands unwavering. Aiming down his sight, he noticed that the blue-haired woman had stood up. The barrier Miri had put up is keeping the fire from actually being on the blue-haired woman.

"You better hope her shields hold up." Jhin said in a monotonous way. He wasn't about games right now. She had opened fire first. For all he knows, this woman in front of him is a cop of some sort. Whatever agency she works for has an agenda. Sure, her logic was that death would boot a user out of the virtual world. But still, there are other ways do achieve what she wants to do.

"Who the fuck are you and why are you here? You sure are packing a lot of heat for just visiting the bar..."

Sure, Jhin was being hypocritical. He himself was carrying. He knew why he has to, but not her. He doesn't know why she was carrying as well. There are very little chances that this blue-haired woman was in the same line of work as he was. People come and go from his world, but he hears about all of it, in a professional standpoint.

"Miri, you better pray to whatever gods you pray to that your shields hold up. As soon as it comes off of her, I'm putting a bullet between her eyebrows."

Jhin ain't playin no games. His pistol was still fixed on his target, ready to fire.

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If Maestro doesn't reply in about an hour, I will so we can keep moving, whether it is to end the interaction or carry it on.

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I think Maestro.. He posts and then I will.

Yeah I don't know. This just went from 0 to about 60 to about 1000...