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Post by DA BAWS and Kinzie on May 17, 2014 0:29:04 GMT
The Boss sat reclined in a couch in the HQ, looking out the window at the sunset. The Saints had rolled a nest of Worm earlier that day, and now they were relaxing. She was considering taking a trip downstairs, to give Kinzie some social interaction and check on some other things.
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Post by Johnny Gat on May 17, 2014 1:01:26 GMT
Gat had just arrived back from said mission (and by mission, we really mean taking out any strays that escaped from the hive they attacked), and he spotted the Boss laying on a couch. "Hell of a job you had us do," he told her, sitting down in the chair across from her.
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Post by DA BAWS and Kinzie on May 17, 2014 1:07:25 GMT
"Hey, pays well." She nodded to a suitcase on the table. "Shaundi and Pierce are already off having fun with their shares of the take. That's yours. Buy a shiny new gun or something, whatever it is you spend money on."
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Post by Johnny Gat on May 17, 2014 1:17:39 GMT
He couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Kinda hard to go back to guns when you got this monster of a weapon," he admitted, motioning to the Engine Blade that was resting against the chair. "Gotta hand it to whoever designed it. This thing makes most of my guns look like paintball markers."
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Post by DA BAWS and Kinzie on May 17, 2014 1:30:18 GMT
"That's true. I'm a little jealous, I must say." The Boss let out a little chuckle. "But having something that's long-range might be helpful."
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Post by Johnny Gat on May 17, 2014 1:34:06 GMT
"This thing can do long range. Not as long as I'd like but it gets the job done."
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Post by DA BAWS and Kinzie on May 17, 2014 1:49:19 GMT
"Well, you have a good chunk of change here. Spend it on whatever it is you spend it on, just don't buy more sex toys. Kinzie provides more than enough of those." The Boss said.
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Post by Johnny Gat on May 17, 2014 2:10:37 GMT
"I'll just spend it on more booze then. Don't have enough of the good drinks around here, if you ask me," he told her.
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Post by DA BAWS and Kinzie on May 17, 2014 2:31:53 GMT
"Then talk to Pierce, tell him to get us better booze. It's that simple." The Boss said.
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Post by Johnny Gat on May 17, 2014 2:39:58 GMT
"He's the reason we have some of the cheap stuff in the first place. You want something right, you gotta do it yourself."
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Post by DA BAWS and Kinzie on May 17, 2014 2:55:14 GMT
"Well, a quarter of a mil should get you some fine crunk. Knock yourself out." The Boss rose from her seat, removing her coat. "If you'll excuse me, I think I'll partake of the activities downstairs."
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Post by Johnny Gat on May 17, 2014 3:07:46 GMT
"I don't think I'm gonna ask what you mean by "activities"..." Gat said before walking out.
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Post by DA BAWS and Kinzie on May 17, 2014 3:10:41 GMT
"You know full well what I mean by "activities"." The Boss said with a wink, taking the elevator down.
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Post by Johnny Gat on May 17, 2014 3:26:37 GMT
Gat sighed and headed out...
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About 30 minutes later, Gat was calling the boss as he was dodging attacks from a Dopant. "Boss! We need backup now!" he exclaimed. "Dopants! One big guy and a bunch of mooks!"
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Post by DA BAWS and Kinzie on May 17, 2014 3:30:11 GMT
The Boss sighed. "Understood." She hung up and pulled a shirt on, not caring enough to remove the ballgag that hung around her neck like some sort of odd conversation piece. "Alright, Saints, lock, load and roll out. Someone bring me my jacket and hood." One of the Saints tossed it to her, and she slung them both on.
Minutes later, the helicopters were hovering overhead, the Boss taking some of the mooks out with a sniper. Ground troops rolled in moments later, providing cover fire for Johnny.
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