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prismatica2020-09-11 05:26 am
grandsparks) wrote in prismatica2020-09-11 05:26 am
video | un: turk
Hey. My name's Rude. I'm looking for work.
[ It might have taken a couple of beers to muster the courage to post to the network, if the level 3 bar scene behind him is any indication. There's the steam and hiss of frying noodles, the glow of signs advertising other brands of alcohol, and a low murmur of general conversation. The bar he walked into might not be inside the red light district proper, but you wouldn't have to walk far to reach it.
What can he say? It feels a lot more like home. ]
Got a few practical skills. I can fix things. Move things. Done a lot of work guarding things. And people.
[ God, this is hard. How do you sell yourself without revealing that you worked for the evil megacorp? How do you even talk to a camera without hating every moment of it? He pauses to swig a mouthful of beer. ]
...doesn't have to be permanent. One-offs are fine, if someone needs help with something quick. I can, uh...generate chroma too. If needed. [ He pauses, searching for words. ] Oh - I can operate a helicopter too, if that's useful.
...again, it's Rude. [ Another pause, another drink. ] And before you ask, yeah. I've heard the joke before.
[ It might have taken a couple of beers to muster the courage to post to the network, if the level 3 bar scene behind him is any indication. There's the steam and hiss of frying noodles, the glow of signs advertising other brands of alcohol, and a low murmur of general conversation. The bar he walked into might not be inside the red light district proper, but you wouldn't have to walk far to reach it.
What can he say? It feels a lot more like home. ]
Got a few practical skills. I can fix things. Move things. Done a lot of work guarding things. And people.
[ God, this is hard. How do you sell yourself without revealing that you worked for the evil megacorp? How do you even talk to a camera without hating every moment of it? He pauses to swig a mouthful of beer. ]
...doesn't have to be permanent. One-offs are fine, if someone needs help with something quick. I can, uh...generate chroma too. If needed. [ He pauses, searching for words. ] Oh - I can operate a helicopter too, if that's useful.
...again, it's Rude. [ Another pause, another drink. ] And before you ask, yeah. I've heard the joke before.
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[ It's always a pleasure to see that smiling face. He gives a thoughtful hm, pondering it over another sip of beer. ]
...something easy might not be bad. [ He glances at the camera. ] That job suits you. Which one do you work at?
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[And really, easy suits her. She's never been one for deadlines or for pushing herself that hard, unless the situation actually calls for it.
But she inserts a location.]
I even get a discount~
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[ Alas, he's not nearly as gifted in lazing around as Rangiku is. Even if the chroma generation was a lot more than holding hands, that left a lot of time on hands not used to being idle.
He takes mental note of the location. At the very least, he might be able to come and visit her. ]
I doubt they sell anything for me...but maybe they have work going.
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Thankfully there are no reports.
Her lips do curl a little, eyes moving up and down to give him a once over.]
Unlikely... Unless you want a slinky nightgown for bed.
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[ Having no paperwork in their lives is a pretty awesome detail. Drink it all in, Rangiku...he's sure ogled her a little in return. ]
Security for some high-end store, though...might be an idea.
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[ He allows himself a little smirk into the camera. ]
What do I owe you for that favour?
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[Although by drink, she means drinks... Which he may or may not have gathered. Even those who have caught on to her ways still end up wrangled in to them.]
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[ She was right. It hadn't taken much for Rude to gather how much she loved booze and fun. He needed very little encouragement at all to go along and indulge her on that count. ]
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[ Speaking of which, he raises his hand to indicate 'another' to the bartender offscreen. ]
Are you saying you're gonna take advantage of that information?
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[Yes.]
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[ How terrible, spending his money buying drinks for a beautiful woman... ]
As for the work...it's not really that I like guard work. Just finding it hard to fill up the day without a job.
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[Rangiku is quite happy with her retail job. It's not hard and it offers perks.]
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[ He'd just always been a Turk. Once you were a Turk, there wasn't much else you could be. Rude thinks about it over a few more pulls on his beer. ]
Maybe a boxer. Put these skills to use.
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[ It was a lot more training, being match-ready, but there was an appeal. Being a sportsman, which might leave enough time to do other odd jobs and pick up some extra cash. A place like this, surely there was some kind of underground fighting ring. ]
I'll look into it. Ask around the gym. [ He flashes a look at the camera. ] Good idea, Rangiku.
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[Rangiku has her sword here, but she hasn't picked it up, and there's no real desire for her to train anyone in the use of a blade.]
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(That's the other nice thing about wearing dark glasses and talking through video. He can look all he likes and probably not be noticed.) ]
A personal trainer? That's an option too...
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[ Rangiku......... ]
You're doing this on purpose, aren't you.
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[Although the smile betrays her 100%]
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[ She knew what she was doing. That confirmed it. In a way, it was heartening. She wouldn't fling out innuendo like that if she wasn't at least a little interested.
Either way, Rude's only response is a frown and an irritated grumble. ]
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I'll behave. Although if you do need any help looking around for a job, let me know~.