Dreamchipper: Let me Make You an Offer
Duck chimes in over the comms.
"Looks like Nou-nou here's still takin' a nap-nap. Look at you guys, all this B&E and subterfuge whilst I'm sitting around looking at an unconscious dwarf. Easy enough money, I suppose."
He turns to regard the bartender, looking at the shelving behind her.
"Cup of espresso, glass of water, please." he asks politely, wondering how in the world this woman could peg an innocent-looking albino like him as someone who'd dip his toe into the shadows. Unlike some of his peers, Duck wore affordable, practical clothing and didn't have any obvious cyberware and his gun, which he hadn't had the occasion to draw in quite some time, was tucked safely into its concealable holster and, well, concealed.
This message was last edited by the player at 16:51, Fri 11 Mar 2016.