The Guy Who Gets Things

October 17, 2007

Xenet 71.43.1 System Msg

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Funny how in war people forget that not everyone’s only use is splattering Bane brains all over the Forean soil.

After all, all of us had lives before we became a race of gun toting soldiers, right?

Take me. I used to con myself into believing conning others was the only way to make a decent living. Fast forward to now, how do I keep life interesting? Being a mere soldier wouldn’t do it. I might turn suicidal. How does Breck over there keep living? Just killing Bane? No, he was a chef. He makes great Boargar chops. Her? Why, Jain over there was a dancer. She performs every weekend for the platoon. Sometimes when she dances her face almost seems at peace. It has a very different look on it when she has a chain gun in her hands though.

But how does a former con artist make do? Well, I’m the guy who gets things. You’d be surprised what people brought with them in the rush to escape Earth. You’d be surprised what they are willing to trade for something they desperately need. Makes them feel like they aren’t stranded here, I guess. Memories of home. I suppose you might say I provide the necessary arrangements most people now require to feel comfort again. Even if that feeling only lasts in between each Control Point rush, at least it isn’t dead, right?

Yup, I’m the Guy Who Gets Things. Question is, what do you need?

~Sly Fox