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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 18, 2012 12:09:38 GMT -5
Malcolm had to laugh at the situation. Just his luck that he'd end up owing more than he'd made in a job and muck up his cyberware to boot.
"And if the bugs persist who could fix that in this town?" he asked, eying the doc curiously. The man knew a lot about augmentation technology for a back alley surgeon. "As for the bill, if you unrestrained me I can give you what I have. It's not enough but I'll get you the rest. How long was I out for?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 18, 2012 22:46:45 GMT -5
"Bout three hours." The doctor undid the restraints. "Those were to keep you from thrashing. You have no memory of it, but you were not exactly... out. All the way."
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 18, 2012 22:54:01 GMT -5
Malcolm tossed the doctor his script. "I have somewhere to be, but I'll be back to pay you the rest and report any bugs encountered."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 9:05:19 GMT -5
The doctor looked at Tybalt. "Not exactly the way it works son." he replied, tossing back the minimal change that Malcom had left after his many purchases. "It'll be 10% interests, compounded every day that you don't return my money." he said. "So that's 5500 tomorrow, 6050 the next day, 6655 the following day. You catch me?"
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 19, 2012 15:26:07 GMT -5
"And you have the means to enforce that?" Malcolm asked in a tone that was more curious than threatening. "You'll get your money."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 17:14:42 GMT -5
"If I don't get my money, I don't be able to remove the nanobots which are running your painkillers. They will eventually break down, unleashing a flood of medicine into your system all at once. You will overdose, experiencing stomach cramps, nose bleeds and vomiting, than violent convulsions followed closely by death." The doctor replied, clearly taking the question as a threat regardless of how it was intended.
"Not intended to insure payment, it's just the result of the nanotransmission system, but they are side effects which I suspect would have been corrected had doctors not found it so useful."
The doctor sat down and began to prepare a pipe. "Not intended to disrespect you, its merely the way my system works. I've been promised payment by plenty of down and outters plenty of time, so I have to be a bit of a hard ass myself if I want to make it."
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 19, 2012 17:54:49 GMT -5
"You'll get your money."Malcolm replied for the third and final time. A mercenary's word was his reputation and reputation wad everything in this business. He strode out the door with purpose, intent on getting back o Bargain Beds to ensure his charge was still there. She was his only chance at getting the cash to pay his bill.
(How do you want to handle the arrivals at bargain beds? Not sure how the time matches up between smith and myself.)
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 19, 2012 21:35:33 GMT -5
OOC: About the same time is okay. And play nice. This is about creating a collaborative story, not PKing each other.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 19, 2012 22:16:17 GMT -5
OOC: Haha understood
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Hope you all are well and happy.