Dec 09, 2011 14:08
[ See Nero. See Nero frowning, his mouth like a wire-thin slash across his face. He adjusts the gear for a moment before speaking. ]
Got fired.
[ Come to think of it, this is probably why he and Buster are out and about in the middle of the afternoon, when Nero would usually be working; now a big, thick-shelled Shelgon, Buster is scurrying after his master. Nero's taking long strides; he's got steam to let off.
Keeping his job back home had never been much trouble; even with his smart mouth, dubious origins and aggressive behavior, there was simply no denying that he was the best swordsman the Order had to offer. No one killed demons quite like Nero. In Johto, on the other hand... ]
The lady ran into me, what was I supposed to do? Say 'thanks for knocking my fucking boxes over'? Yeah right.
Anyway.
Anyone know if there's jobs in Saffron that don't involve dealing with dumbasses?
[ A pause. His eyes slide away from the screen. ]
Haven't heard from Tiger in a while. [ And he's remarkably good at hiding how much of a shit he gives. This day keeps getting shittier. ] So I guess he's gone, if anybody cares.
[ And click. ]
[[ooc: Nero and Buster are exploring Saffron, so feel free to meet up with them. Warning: he's snippier than usual.]]
rude,
excellent customer service,
*location: saffron city,
this will become a thing