Treinta y cuatro [audio, locked from Sigma]

[notapokeball]

Hm.

...

Shit.

I swear to fuck I'm going to regret this but, dammit... I'm broke. Anyone got any jobs, preferably the paying kind?

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[xtrnlmonologue]

If ONLY there were someone out there who had a stack of cash waiting for you for services rendered.

IF ONLY...

[notapokeball]

And wasn't on my very short list of folks to avoid for now.

Hello Ivan.

[xtrnlmonologue]

Hello, Dynamo.

You know, for a mercenary, you're not being a very good one. You're making it impossible for me to pay you for what you've done. At this rate, maybe I should start operating under the assumption that you're running a charity?

Gosh, it sure is hot in here...

[The video feed kicks on, Ivan's fanning himself with a fat stack of BITS. Beside him on his desk is a ludicrously large bag with a label reading "Dynamo's Pay" on it]

[notapokeball]

Or I'm just using you as a bank.

Which reminds me you better be adding inter--

[jesus christ Ivan, what is wrong with you. there's video from Dynamo's end and he is wearing a very not amused face.]

I'm not that stupid, Ivan.

[xtrnlmonologue]

I never said you were stupid, Dynamo.

At this point, you're not making things any easier for yourself, so I thought I'd make it harder still. You DO know that aside from some talking to, we're not going to do anything to you except pay you.

Gosh, I'm bored...

[He reaches into the sack and produces several wrapped stacks of bills and starts JUGGLING THEM.]

[notapokeball]

You know, if you were so desperate to pay me? You'd send it over the network.

[FOREVER NOT AMUSED FACE HERE IVAN.]

[xtrnlmonologue]

I never said I was desperate, either. No man ever wants to part with this much money, but it's yours and you earned it. Once you come in and claim it, it's all yours.

ONLY after you come in and claim it.

[Oh look at that, now he's stacking the wads of bills up like a house of cards. That sure is a lot of money he has there...]

[notapokeball]

...

[hnnnnnnnnng, SO MUCH HATE RIGHT NOW IVAN. HAAAAAAAAATE.]

[notapokeball]

[five minutes later]

... gimme an exact number.

[xtrnlmonologue]

Well, your standard pay rate was in effect for a couple of weeks before you left... and then there was the 25,000,000 BITS fee for the Tetha job...

I'm afraid my math isn't quite that good, but that should give you some idea of what you're looking at, yes?

[notapokeball]

...

...

...

... What.

[xtrnlmonologue]

I told you. I pay for expertise. And when you're a capable soul, I prefer you to be OUR capable soul.

Of course, if you don't want to claim your money, my discretionary fund will thank you for not making the withdrawal.

[notapokeball]

... I hate you so much.

[that's Dynamo-ese for "I am coming for my money, ass".]

[xtrnlmonologue]

Such is the fate of the bourgeoisie.

[notapokeball]

A los tontos no les dura el dinero, Ivan.