[the word strikes a chord in cloud, has him frowning and pausing, thinking hard—he hadn't linked his work as a merc with it, but it sounds like it should be; like there's an intrinsic part of what he does that goes along with it. he opens his mouth to say something about it, but finds himself unable to, unsure of what exactly he would say.]
[—and so, instead, closes his mouth, a thin tight line and jaw tight as if trying to undo something he doesn't quite understand.]
[the taste of the bitter coffee is distracting enough, anyway. people willingly drink this?]
Hunting monsters, lost and founds. Bodyguard. [he thinks how it wouldn't be too cool to mention he's also rounded up orphans, or looked for a young girl's cats.] The occasional bombing gig.
Whatever has the right price.
[he isn't exceptionally picky. like v, killing hasn't been on cloud's repertoire, but he sure has come close to it. nevertheless—]
That's until you realize Midgar is not only what the eye can see. [leaning back, he decides he'll leave the coffee be.] The slums get the scraps of those who live above the plate. It isn't so great.
[—and then, a glance at the other man.]
Night City where you and Johnny [and the other friend] are from?
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[the word strikes a chord in cloud, has him frowning and pausing, thinking hard—he hadn't linked his work as a merc with it, but it sounds like it should be; like there's an intrinsic part of what he does that goes along with it. he opens his mouth to say something about it, but finds himself unable to, unsure of what exactly he would say.]
[—and so, instead, closes his mouth, a thin tight line and jaw tight as if trying to undo something he doesn't quite understand.]
[the taste of the bitter coffee is distracting enough, anyway. people willingly drink this?]
Hunting monsters, lost and founds. Bodyguard. [he thinks how it wouldn't be too cool to mention he's also rounded up orphans, or looked for a young girl's cats.] The occasional bombing gig.
Whatever has the right price.
[he isn't exceptionally picky. like v, killing hasn't been on cloud's repertoire, but he sure has come close to it. nevertheless—]
That's until you realize Midgar is not only what the eye can see. [leaning back, he decides he'll leave the coffee be.] The slums get the scraps of those who live above the plate. It isn't so great.
[—and then, a glance at the other man.]
Night City where you and Johnny [and the other friend] are from?