Don't know if it's gonna help any, but what the hell, I've got time to kill.
[Let's see, what stories does she know? More importantly, whose can she tell?]
Got shot in the head once. Twice, technically. Said it was just a game, nothing personal, needed to swipe a delivery I was supposed to make. Thing is, I didn't die like I was supposed to. Woke up two weeks later. Didn't have anything better to do, and I mean, the fucker shot me, so I went after him. Took awhile to track him down, on account of some of the roads being blocked so he had to circle around, and nobody was any good at giving directions. That and... I dunno, wherever I went, something needed fixing, and I was too much of a sucker to just leave it be.
[Right, where was she.]
Found him eventually. Wasn't gonna rest until I did, don't think. Had himself a casino, a plan to take over the city, and a robot that was gonna help him with that last bit. None of that helped him when I showed up to settle the score, though. Couldn't talk his way out of trouble, and... well. I'm sure the shotgun I was carrying made things difficult for him, for however long that mattered. Got back out the casino alive, too, even after security got called in. Must've been my lucky day.
Don't know where I'm going with this anymore. Fuck. Maybe... if that guy didn't tango with me, I'd have just delivered the fuckin' thing in the first place and been home by now. Or hell, maybe the real lesson is if you're gonna shoot someone, do it with something better than a 9mm.
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[Let's see, what stories does she know? More importantly, whose can she tell?]
Got shot in the head once. Twice, technically. Said it was just a game, nothing personal, needed to swipe a delivery I was supposed to make. Thing is, I didn't die like I was supposed to. Woke up two weeks later. Didn't have anything better to do, and I mean, the fucker shot me, so I went after him. Took awhile to track him down, on account of some of the roads being blocked so he had to circle around, and nobody was any good at giving directions. That and... I dunno, wherever I went, something needed fixing, and I was too much of a sucker to just leave it be.
[Right, where was she.]
Found him eventually. Wasn't gonna rest until I did, don't think. Had himself a casino, a plan to take over the city, and a robot that was gonna help him with that last bit. None of that helped him when I showed up to settle the score, though. Couldn't talk his way out of trouble, and... well. I'm sure the shotgun I was carrying made things difficult for him, for however long that mattered. Got back out the casino alive, too, even after security got called in. Must've been my lucky day.
Don't know where I'm going with this anymore. Fuck. Maybe... if that guy didn't tango with me, I'd have just delivered the fuckin' thing in the first place and been home by now. Or hell, maybe the real lesson is if you're gonna shoot someone, do it with something better than a 9mm.