Treinta y cuatro [audio, locked from Sigma]

[notapokeball]

Hm.

...

Shit.

I swear to fuck I'm going to regret this but, dammit... I'm broke. Anyone got any jobs, preferably the paying kind?

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[xtrnlmonologue]

If ONLY there were someone out there who had a stack of cash waiting for you for services rendered.

IF ONLY...

[notapokeball]

And wasn't on my very short list of folks to avoid for now.

Hello Ivan.

[xtrnlmonologue]

Hello, Dynamo.

You know, for a mercenary, you're not being a very good one. You're making it impossible for me to pay you for what you've done. At this rate, maybe I should start operating under the assumption that you're running a charity?

Gosh, it sure is hot in here...

[The video feed kicks on, Ivan's fanning himself with a fat stack of BITS. Beside him on his desk is a ludicrously large bag with a label reading "Dynamo's Pay" on it]

[notapokeball]

Or I'm just using you as a bank.

Which reminds me you better be adding inter--

[jesus christ Ivan, what is wrong with you. there's video from Dynamo's end and he is wearing a very not amused face.]

I'm not that stupid, Ivan.