Black Heart

Indie Mass Effect OC RP Blog for one Rensho Steel, mercenary extraordinaire. Former Blue Suns Merc, currently a Talon Company Merc in the employ of the Alliance. Tracks the Tag: blackheartedengineer

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[ She gets up and moves pass him. ] Follow me.

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[He follows her hesitantly.] What exactly am I going to be looking at Broccoli?

[god-of-eight-banners]

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"Forty years and I'm still not sure if the Vorcha make that stink themselves or if they just wallow in turian shit the whole bloody day."

[covertrogue]

[ She watches him for a moment before she leans forward. ] Do ya wanna see th’ best piece of work in ‘ere?

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[He knocks the thing he broke off the shelf.] That depends on what kind of work you're referring to.

[covertrogue]

I’ll be sure ta keep that in mind, then. [ She grabs a bottle of water and takes a gulp, before speaking. ] So wha’ brings ya ‘ere besides ma hangover?

[blackheartedengineer-blog]

Drink that slower, it'll make your head hurt less. [He fiddles with something in the shop, breaks it and clandestinely puts it back where he finds it. Whoops.] This... place. Thought I might look through it.

[guyguhgokpokpok-deactivated2016]

DONT FUck WITH OMEGA

[ripjessie]

*The burn, in Zaeed's opinion, was a piss poor substitute for what used to be a Blue Suns mark*  "Ya traded one brand for another.  Hell, ya look more suspicious now than ya did before, if anything.  People might be getting other ideas now."  *The one-eyed merc would've added onto that by calling Ren a stupid wanker, but felt it a bit much.  Even if Zaeed was conversing with someone as openly hostile as he was.

*He thumbed his chin while Ren shared a sentiment that the former Blue Suns founder was all too familiar with*  "I don't blame ya for leaving though, in all seriousness.  Son of a bitch Vido ruined what the two of us created and for what?  Now we're on par with the bloody Eclipse and those gangs of krogan calling themselves a pack."

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"This brand is my own. I put it there. And if I look suspicious? Good. I am whatever the hell they think I am." A muscle in the merc's jaw twitched. Unconsciously, he sized the other man up. Massani wasn't so tall. And Steel had at least ten pounds on him in muscle and heft. 

"They're on par with the goddamn Eclipse and Blood Pack. The Suns that I was part of never stooped to that level." He spat again. It was a matter of pride really. Then again, his leaving had nothing to do with Batarians and everything to do with a two bit whore named Veronica who said she loved him and burned his shoulder with her cigars while they-- "You miss Vido's prick, Massani? Because it sure sounds like it."

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blackheartedengineer started following you

"Yes…can I help you?"

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"You can turn around and shove your greeting back in your mouth. That would help me."

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"Scram, boy."

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[covertrogue]

Still wanna know th’ reason why I drank every bottle in this damn apartment? [ She reclined into her chair and kicked her boots up onto the counter. ] I was drownin’ out ma stupidity after our conversation last night.

[blackheartedengineer-blog]

A man's mind is a mine field, Broccoli. Don't take it personally.

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"Stop complimen’in’ meh, man. Yer realleh creepin’ meh ou’."

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