nomad dress that way. A quick look at the mirror before getting to work…
“Not a single word.” Mumbled to the reflection of Silverhand smirking.
After a sigh she stepped out finally, hoping no other mercs or netrunners were around for the same job.
— [ open rp 🖋️]
The city is full of fixers, all of them with different jobs and contracts to offer to those brave enough to face them. Or bold.
V knew most of them, at least the important one with best payments. Reyes or “El Capitan”, for some reason got to make it +
And what a change, it was even easy like never before to clear Johnny laughing inside her head. V was supposed to play a whore to infiltrate an important member of the Valentino’s mansion. A special party, huh? El Capitan is paying waaaaay more than he offered for making the +
not really noticing the others attempt of trying to make a statement.
Warm hand despite the amount of chrome in it, held the fellow merc’s for an instant before showing a slightly frustrated expression.
“Knew someone with the same name once… anyhoo, a pleasure Evelyn.”
Not even the tallest man or the strongest could get that feeling from her, V was tall but if she was something, was experienced. So many things have happened, so many friends passed right in front of her eyes, that not much things could intimidate her. The merc kept it friendly+