[The screen turns on, and the river can be heard in the background. After a moment of shuffling Ristuka comes round into view, grinning and holding up mucky gray fingers
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Okay, okay, I admit the soldier thing, but... come on. Grim crossed the river and got jailed for it, which, y'know, makes sense. And Miss Lightning is completely unharmed. She's even got her gloves back! Give a guy a break!
That's harsh. I mean, look at the world around us. A guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do, right? At least you know that that mayor and his friends rom those other two cities are gonna think twice before messing with us.
They've got armies, kiddo. They have ballistic missiles. And they need to think that fucking with Nesreca is a bad idea, or we're in it, deep. And I did that for you. For everyone. I mean, what's it gonna take? A peace offering? How about a crateful of MREs and a little present for you, to show everyone where we stand? Whaddya say?
Well, let's agree to disagree, then, huh? You don't know what scared people look like, and Credinta's full of them. I've told you before- they hate us, and there's no changing that. At least now that won't come at us with pitchforks and torches.
And MRES... Meals, Ready to Eat. They're food. Real food, not that rat or pigeon or grubs or whatever you all've been eating. Enough to last you and your friends a month, at least.
Well, yeah. But you have to come get 'em yourself, see... I've got my guys working on this project, and they can gather the stuff, but I can't really spare enough to carry them to the apartments, you know? And this is sort of an exercise in trust. Gotta show the other Nesrecans where I stand, catch my drift?
Kid, I've got enough to feed myself and my men for a long time. And I need the Nesrecans to know exactly what I intend. I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea. Easy to misunderstand a guy like myself, you know. I'll tell you where to go, I can have a couple of my men meet you and you won't have to eat bugs or pigeons for a while.
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They've got armies, kiddo. They have ballistic missiles. And they need to think that fucking with Nesreca is a bad idea, or we're in it, deep. And I did that for you. For everyone. I mean, what's it gonna take? A peace offering? How about a crateful of MREs and a little present for you, to show everyone where we stand? Whaddya say?
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What are MREs?
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And MRES... Meals, Ready to Eat. They're food. Real food, not that rat or pigeon or grubs or whatever you all've been eating. Enough to last you and your friends a month, at least.
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I'll come.
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