Agent York / Natalie van der Haast (
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[ yo what's up, Omega. York is in a shiny brand-new suit of armor, bought right in Omega, rather than her usual clunky old Freelancer armor. It's a hell of a lot sleeker than what she used to wear, that's for sure, and she looks pretty damned pleased about it.
But not just about the armor. York's grinning for an entirely new reason today. ]
Everybody settling in all right? Good, 'cause I've got some good news for the thirsty crowd. I just got myself a new job at a bar here in Zeta District, servin' drinks. And this weekend we've got an extended happy hour special goin' on, so if you're looking for a drink, then I highly suggest hauling your ass over to The Quad. I might even slip you a free drink for the trouble.
[ She actually winks, grinning and showing teeth. She tosses her hair out of her face with a quick shake of her head. ]
'Course, if you're more interested in the home security market, I'm still available for installs and upgrades. But I figured it was time to move on up in the job market. Besides, I mix one hell of a Dirty Shirley.
But not just about the armor. York's grinning for an entirely new reason today. ]
Everybody settling in all right? Good, 'cause I've got some good news for the thirsty crowd. I just got myself a new job at a bar here in Zeta District, servin' drinks. And this weekend we've got an extended happy hour special goin' on, so if you're looking for a drink, then I highly suggest hauling your ass over to The Quad. I might even slip you a free drink for the trouble.
[ She actually winks, grinning and showing teeth. She tosses her hair out of her face with a quick shake of her head. ]
'Course, if you're more interested in the home security market, I'm still available for installs and upgrades. But I figured it was time to move on up in the job market. Besides, I mix one hell of a Dirty Shirley.
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[ Marco grabs his heart in mock despair, but it only takes a moment of smelling the pizza before he snaps out of it and promptly starts picking peppers off one of the slices. ]
Is this a Coke or a Pepsi establishment?
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Unfortunately, neither. We're a little far from home for the Earth name brands to matter. Nova Cola's pretty close to Coke, though.
[ Unless, of course, he came here to get something a little stronger. Because this is a bar. York picks up one of the slices of pizza and takes a bite, peppers and all, but she casts a glance toward the back of the bar, to the small door with the employees-only sign. Her boss probably wouldn't appreciate her munching on pizza in the bar with a 13 year old kid, so it's a good thing he's out for a while. ]
Anyone here asks you, you're still on duty.
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[ He bites into his mutilated slice with a smile. No, he's not actually asking for booze, this is just for appearances, right? ]
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Yeah, 'cause you look like you know about scotch.
[ She finishes her first piece of pizza and pours him the drink as requested, because hey, she did feel kind of bad shooting him down about the whole booze thing. Not that she regrets it, but hey, she was thirteen once, too. Ah, fond memories of using a bent screwdriver and a mangled paperclip to pick the lock on her dad's liquor cabinet. ]
So how's the pizza delivery boy business lately?
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[ yes marco you nurse your coke on the rocks like a man ]
I think I'm really not cut out for this whole pizza running thing. You know what my delivery experience was before I got here? I'd call up a pizza place and they would send pizza to me, not the other way around. I wonder if I could like subcontract the actual delivery part and just take a cut of pay for organizing other people to move shit around for me.
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[ York gives him an amused grin, and it occurs to her that he's never really asked her what she does. Or did, before she became The Quad's only human bartender. He probably just assumed she was some kind of soldier, which, honestly, isn't all that far off the mark anyway. ]
Sounds like you're destined for middle management, kiddo.
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The ones who quit on their own? I dunno, they probably shoot tequilla or something. But you never just up and walk off, 'cause the Circus always finds you in the end. That much I know for sure. [ He nods sagely, taking another sip from the glass like he thought he was a grizzled old veteran. ]
But I don't think I really have the heart for middle management. That means there's like, other people above me, and I don't think I could live with the thought of helping other people make more money when I should be making it for myself. The lone billionaire sounds good. Get a bunch of investments rolling that just generate cash on their own, while I sit next to my pool and sip cocktails with hot babes. What do you think my prospects are for that here?
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I'd say you're gonna have a tough time finding a reputable investment broker in this town. You might have to stick it out at the pizza place a little longer if you're aiming for billionairehood.
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[ He eyes the other patrons, as if one of them was likely to be just the guy he's looking for. Of course, they probably don't appreciate being eyed by the delivery boy talking big shit at the bar. ]
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[ York takes a break from eating pizza to dry a few glasses, looking at Marco thoughtfully. Omega isn't an easy place to live, but it's a hell of a lot harder if you're only thirteen. ]
Y'know, workin' in a place like this, I hear a lot of talk. If I hear anything about a decent job, I'll give you a heads up. Might even have the odd job for you here and there myself.
[ After all, she's still got a good amount of cash stashed away from her and Joker's security racket, and this bartending job pays pretty decently. And Marco's smart and he might even be good with his hands. ]
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[ He tosses back the rest of his drink and slides the empty glass down towards York---except it only makes it halfway there before spinning to a stop. Oops. At least he didn't overshoot. ]
Anyway, I'd love to get out of this stupid pizza gig. Want me to leave my CV with you? I've got a list of high scores and speed run records the length of this bar.
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[ Okay, okay, so she's exaggerating a little. Wash isn't that bad, and last time they'd played he'd beaten her. Of course, as far as York's concerned, that was because of her bad eye. ]
I'll let you know if anything comes up. Stick with the pizza gig for now. Besides, the fringe benefits aren't too bad.
[ She puts away the dirty glass and picks up another slice of pizza, shooting a grin his way. ]