Post by Risa on May 11, 2020 20:54:52 GMT
"That's alright with me." Risa nodded with understanding at the large mech's words. It was true, she was never one to shy away from violence, she had committed her fair share of atrocities.
"Though I do agree with 'ol Deady here. I can do a variety of odd jobs, with and without help, but what do you want from us exactly?" Risa absentmindedly tapped on the bar counter and motioned to Dead End. She was capable of a variety of jobs, hell, if he offered her enough cash she'd go offline the prime or the warlord right now. But something told her that he wanted a bit more than an assassin for hire. He seemed to want something a bit more permanent, which was also fine by her as long as the pay was good.
"Ooooh so I'm your pal now, eh?" The jester teased the mech as she nudged him lightly with her elbow. "I knew you loved me! Ha!"
The femme's smile faltered when she became acutely aware to a new presence in the bar. She turned around and her optics landed on a mech, one that bore no insignia. This, however, did nothing to lessen her sudden suspicion. Her mix-matched optics remained on the mech, following him all the way to where he now sat at the bar. He was close. She wondered if he had heard any of what was said. Turning away she looked down at her empty glass, watching the mech through the corner of her optic. Her smile returning to her faceplate.
He was listening. Guy thinks he's slick, eh?
"Oi," She finally spoke up after a moment of silence, not even turning to look at the new mech. "Ya listening over there bud? Don'tcha know that eavesdropping is bad?"