Target #9 - Taxes? Taxes! (Event)

[bloodon_myknife]

[[Location: 1247 Williams Road]]

[[Filtered to the Brown Household.]]

[Sniper would go call for his kids to meet him in the kitchen.  He was there with his drone wife looking over a stack of papers.  He did not seem pleased.  Infact he seemed very agitated, more so than most have seen him to date.]

Okay kids, it looks like this town wants me to file

Comments

[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe looks over the paperwork and frowns. He's unsure about this.]

Is this even necessary, sir? I mean, who's counting this information? Would they actually audit or arrest you for not completing them?

[bloodon_myknife]

I don't actually know. Though considering how the local law enforcement acts...

[... Sniper did not want to be responsible for everyone in his home being droned. There was a reason he kept them out of his fights.]

As for jobs, did you pick one up since coming here?

[perfektsymmetry]

[Even Crowe can catch Sniper's drift in this case. His expression quickly turns concerned.]

Oh. Goodness. You're probably right about that.

Um, actually, yes, I did. I have a paper route.

[bloodon_myknife]

[He nodded a bit at that.]

Collect your proof of income for me as soon as possible and I'll get this all taken care of.

Re: Phone

[bloodon_myknife]

Yeah, I have three kids here who are stuck like I am and I'd hate to be the one responsible for something terrible happening to them.

I'm a tad more used to filing self employment but I picked up a few pointers from drones at work.

How about you? I hear you're offering up your services to our fellow mates.

[bloodon_myknife]

Never planned to mate.

Glad to see you're offering a hand though. It's big of you.

[thunder_lotus]

[Scowling as usual when he comes into the kitchen.]

Ren Tao.

And I don't have a job.

[bloodon_myknife]

That'll make it easier, thanks. How old are you again?

[Sniper hadn't gotten to know this kid, but then again Sniper didn't put a huge effort into it.]