Chapter 2

[sarcasmbender]

I know some people are upset about the tattoos, but mine aren't so bad. I have two on my arms, so long sleeves cover those up

Comments

[unevoked]

Yeah to both, and workers can take some shit home at the end've the day, long as they get it cleared. Just can't be retarded with it. They ain't taking home half a damn cow.

Name's Castor. I'm watching the shop while the owner's [There's a pause.] out.

[sarcasmbender]

Hi, Castor! I'm Wolf. I'm pretty new, but I think I'd be good for the job. I'm 100% sure I've never killed anyone.

Right. Can't abuse the system.

[unevoked]

So what, you got all your memories? Don't gimme that bullshit.

You think you know anything 'bout slaughtering or cutting meat? You can stop by the shop sometime, I'll try an' be there.

agh late orz

[sarcasmbender]

Well, I guess I can say 100% I don't feel like murdering anyone.

I can clean fish and I've prepared meat I've gotten in the Bazaar. I'll stop by soon, if that's okay!

that's okay, I haven't been around much, ffff.

[unevoked]

Close enough.

See you then.

[stonewave]

Wait what? We get to take stuff home?

[unevoked]

Clear it by me and we'll fucking see. You ain't taking home anything that'll sell real well.

[stonewave]

Hey I'm not sneaking anything off alright!

[unevoked]

You damn well better not be.

[stonewave]

You have a past problem with people stuffing mutton down their pants or something?

[unevoked]

Nah, but I got a problem with people being retarded.