slides on your lap...
grin...

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He jumps, just a little at the sudden attention on him. Does it count as cheating if he's backing up what she's saying?

A glance to IRIDIA and Echo Fenix - Kendo is playing this like a show, and having -way- too good a time.

Especially when he's inviting them to die. "Forever? So, no more bounties can be made on us, going forward?"

He isn't jumping in with both feet, yet. For one, he's not sure he can help. But also, he wants to be clear on the terms, even as IRIDIA says she is in.

out

turns her hard so you can see it’s face
~This one is nothing but trouble doesn’t always play nice

sits

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The monologue was a rollercoaster that hinged on wide presumptions and unfortunate leaks of details, the nature of which continued to make IRIDIA's skin crawl.

While Echo was here advocating for the clearing of his own bounty, whether it was from a faltering level of confidence in the face of some of Night City's most ruthless hunters, or from having his resolve tested in the face of injury to Haven… Kirkpatrick's pivot and ready packaging of favorable solutions seemed to encircle both her and… perhaps many of their friends and associates into the metal man's permanently Jeering calculus.

"You couldn't call it something more friendly, huh?"

Self-Deletion Bounties. What a cheerful kind of name.

IRIDIA uncrossed her legs, leaned forward in her seat, pivoted toward Echo Fenix. "Haven's not going to like this…"

And it was the only friction she could provide for him, because outside of that, she could see the determination in his eyes. Well she couldn't literally, given she couldn't see his eyes at all, but… that posture, that tension.

Okay it was hard to see through his suit, too, but he exuded a certain certainty in his aura. Helplessness and hiding… it didn't seem like his signature.

IRIDIA turned her glare up to Kendo and reclined in her seat, pulling a smoke from her purse. "I'm in."

GAGGERY

Get
A
Grip
Girls,
Everybody
Reveres
Youth

YOUTH

Ppink has started a new game with the following players:
Ppink

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 7 3 9 2 4 8 9 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " p p i n k " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " p p i n k " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 7 3 9 2 4 8 9 }

at my door leaning out as we are trained
tiny tits shown.
as you get close i start to neigh a greeting but you take my bridle
shaking me
terrified knowing you are one of the cruelest trainers here

we both head down the hall
stopping at the blondes stall
grabbing it by the halter jerking its head around

ok *S*

I love solar lights .. dip those feeties in the cool baby pool for the yard.

flexing My fingers with interest

Ppink has started a new game with the following players:
Ppink

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 7 3 9 2 2 8 1 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " p p i n k " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " p p i n k " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 7 3 9 2 2 8 1 }

sees the movement down the hall
~well maybe you are in luck
this one has been here a while but has tons to learn

Sure
grin...

That certainly makes sense.
And what I saw appeared to be definitely sturdy.

Ppink has started a new game with the following players:
Ppink

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 7 3 9 2 0 2 9 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " p p i n k " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " p p i n k " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 7 3 9 2 0 2 9 }

want to try the room again?

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"Exactamundo, Ms. IRIDIA." He points at you when he says that. Tone shifting gears from robotic used car salesman to robotic gameshow host.

"Hey, eyes on your own paper, son!" A second finger pointed at Peregrine P. Olveira as he backs up what IRIDIA has to say. "But also just as correct."

"This..." A gesture of black metal hands towards the holoscreen displaying the Pyramid operation. The details. The sheer scope and size of what Echo and his team accomplished out there. The unbelievable odds they managed to overcome to pull IRIDIA and a giant sardine from certain death.

"...this is what I need. Not money." He makes a fart sound and points his thumbs downward. "Besides. Mr. Walsh was adamant that his bounty not be paid off. He is super, preemo mad about that heist."

Yes, Kendo had already checked. Echo's bounty was a full on unquashable bounty via payment. Which left only one option...

Kendo snaps his fingers to shut down the holoscreen. Standing before the three of you as he starts to solemnly explain...going into funeral director mode now.

"We call them Self-Deletion Bounties. Bounties that have been in the logs for over three years. Racked up multiple failed attempts. Dozens of dead bounty hunters. Impossible. Suicidal. Even for the best..."

He lifts both hands and waves his fingers at you all.

"If you complete one, you don't get paid in money. You get paid in a favor. Like...clearing your bounties. All them. Forever. And ever."

This was a rare opportunity for Kendo Kirkpatrick to gain some cred around the office. To clear a Self-Delete and rise up the ranks to SENIOR Negotiator/Financial Advisor.

"Are you interested?" If so, his right hand is raised and ready to snap his fingers to bring up the file.