Dreamchipper: Let me Make You an Offer
Duck nods to Dr. Hendrix.
"I appreciate the vote of confidence, doctor. You're right, I'm just after the property." he looks to Tee-Hee.
"Despite all the piss and vinegar, you're right too, but not about everything. You aren't a meal ticket, you're a person, a person who wouldn't be here if they weren't already out of options. You're also correct that what might be uploaded into your head is collateral, but, well, I think I'm the person you want to use that collateral on. Only thing you're wrong about it whether or not I want to terminate your, eh, functions, as it were. Just because I work for your big bad wolf doesn't mean I'm not still Duck, and I'm not here to blow your house in, just to quack back and forth with you for a bit, find out what you know, then be on my merry way." with that, he leans over, picks up the garbage thrown his way, and tosses it across the room with unerring accuracy into the waste bin.
"My first priority though, honestly, work aside, is making sure you *don't* get geeked, Tee. I'm one of those few rare birds flying around in the shadows that actually *is* a decent human being, at least I try to be. You can find a little personality profile I did for a Shadowland magazine a few years back in 'Nawlins that'll verify. Search White Duck, that's me, but that's for a time that's not as of the essence as now." he flicks out a pack of smokes, taking one out and leaving it in his mouth unlit.
"I really want to work something out with you here, man, and I know that you aren't gonna like the next person that comes knocking if you don't help me out now. I don't mean this as a threat- Manes is indifferent to your well-being, and there's bad blood there for sure, but I personally would like to offer you a way out of this that doesn't end up with your *good* blood spilled somewhere, but if all I'm getting in return is this temper tantrum thing you're doing, then it makes the whole peaceful resolution to your issues idea more than a tad difficult. Being here puts Dr. Hendrix at risk, too, and while I don't know the man, he seems like too nice a guy to get caught up in all this, no offense, sir." he nods to Dr. Hendrix with a wry grin.
"Now, I'd really like for you to take a few deep breaths, rethink your gut decision because your impulses are all wrong for this situation, and make a deal with me. By my being here, your location is in the very least compromised if we can't work something out. What you stand to gain is pretty clear, and, since all I really want is your side of all of this, you don't really stand to lose that much by actually cooperating. I won't make you any outlandish promises, but I can guarantee both of you safe passage underground and a place to squat until this all blows over, at least. C'mon, let's work something out here."
18:04, Today: White Duck rolled 3 successes using 6d6 with the Shadowrun system with a target of 4 with rolls of (6+3)9,1,1,1,4,(6+5)11.
The roller made me assign a TN to the roll, my apologies, so I set it at 4.
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