Taking the Chances

My name is David Vishankov, I live currently in London, alone with only the rats of my apartment to keep me company. If you have an odd job for me, put it in my inbox. If you're my landlord, you can kindly bugger off. AIM: [email protected]

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“Six thousand,” Connor replied evenly. “Wouldn’t be enough to buy you one, but I’m sure it’d cover quite a few months of rent. Well then? Do we have a deal?”

"Six thousand, we have a deal.. will you um.. provide a weapon.. I mean I don't have much money and I think I should dispose of the weapon after.." David took in a deep breath and let it out of his nose. "What if I can't do it? I mean.. I've never killed someone.. what if I get caught or..-" Nervous rambling was all it was, mumbling and feeling his eyes growing glazed from anxiety.

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Connor tutted lightly, face alight with a dark sort of amusement. “No, mate, I see my first impression was about right; I don’t think you have it in you. You see, your first question should’ve been how much money I was willing to give you for it; whether he deserves it or not doesn’t matter.” He canted his head to the side a little. “Guns aren’t the only way to kill a man, love. I’d give you the means to get close to the target; he knows my face. He doesn’t know yours.”

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  David frowned and shook his head "I can do it, prove it to you if I need to, but.. how much? How many pounds is a guy's life worth?" David had a serious look on his face, staring up at the man he hardly knew. "Knives then, I'll.. do it depending on the price.."

"If it is enough to get my own flat I'd be happy."

[connor-stage]

Ah well, that’s the citizens of London for you, mate; either too entertained or too scared to cut in. ‘S an everyone fend for himself place, I’m afraid. Well then. Why not prove it to me, hm? ‘Cause then I actually would have a bit of a job for you, mate; and I’d be willing to pay a bit more than what you’re usually used to. Lucrative business, bein’ a hit man.

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 "Wait a moment? A hit man? Do people really deserve to die? I mean I haven't ever.. even shot anyone, wouldn't they see me coming?" Questions came from his in a small slur, looking up at the other with crossing arms. "And if I got caught I'd be..it's dangerous.. how could I prove it to you? I don't know about this"

"Is it a one time gig?"

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[connor-stage]

Why look at you, being a fast learner. Good boy. With Lloyd, hm? Familiar? I don’t thi- oh. Peanut boy. That’s you, innit? The kid who punched Lloyd in the face and lived to tell the tale; and now you’re living with him? Hah. For some reason, that doesn’t surprise me as much as it should have; bloke’s always been unpredictable. 

So am I to understand from your answer that you’re not familiar with hacking, nor would you kill someone? Come now, answer the entire question, love.

[gamblingwithnicotine-blog]

 Yes, yes, 'peanut boy'. Well, I almost didn't, he had me on the floor strangling me and people just watched. No clue how I ended up in his apartment but I am leaving it soon though. Guy doesn't really like me, I'm just free maid service, y'know.

I can't hack, but I could learn quickly. And.. I've never killed anyone but.. I could.

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[Open] Drinks

"I'm goin' out tonight for a few drinks and a night on the town, I'm going with or without anyone so if anyone would like to hit up the town with me tell me now. Drinks are on me, just finished a job."

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captured resigned submitted to his SIR

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*david isnt that kinky. He hasn't even done anything or even have sex*

[connor-stage]

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Sure you don’t, Sir, but I can pretend to if I want to. I make a good runner, I usually do unmarked runs to locations to give to people I’ve never met. I’m real good at keeping quiet and keeping secrets, I can shoot a gun and pull weeds in a yard. I’m the luckiest guy...

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Well I've been homeless for a while, though fairing well, but once again I know you don't want to hear it. I've been living with Mason though.

A knife? I can handle one as well as any guy, and if I needed to use one I could. I'm also 'alright' with a pistol. Say, you look familiar. Have we met before now?

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“So, Pastor, never told me when you’d be giving a sermon. I get lonely. Y’know, there is this party goin’ on, I was wondering if you’d go with me. Well not with me but.. beside me there, just to make sure I don’t get into anything too sinful.”

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I do...

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" Did you just call my face pretty or were you being general? Yes, the one Mason is screaming about, though I'd like to go with someone that would guide me" David's arm suddenly slide around his shoulder, grinning. " I would appreciate you going with me, though alcohol can't be a sin, correct?"

[connor-stage]

Give me a list, then. Because ‘things’ and ‘simple’ and ‘complicated’ doesn’t exactly give me much of a perspective on your skills, mate. And for the love of god, stop talking about girls or how rubbish you are at bangin’ them or wooing them, because I. Do. Not. Care.

Connor. 

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Sure you don't, Sir, but I can pretend to if I want to. I make a good runner, I usually do unmarked runs to locations to give to people I've never met. I'm real good at keeping quiet and keeping secrets, I can shoot a gun and pull weeds in a yard. I'm the luckiest guy you'll ever know, great at the slots, y'know.

Nice to meet you, Connor. I can do anything. Anything you need doin'.

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Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.

[connor-stage]

Oh, trust me, I could believe it well enough; aw, not havin’ much luck with the girls? I think I missed the part where I said I cared ‘bout your life story. No. I don’t trust anyone but me with my contacts. Though, I’ll keep it in mind if I ever need something done that I can’t be bothered with; what’s your name then?

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 Oh. No you're right. I'm sorry. Name's David, Sir. I can do plenty of things, y'know. I'm good at simple and complicate. But no, not much luck with the girls and sex with them ain't my strong side, y'know.

What's your name, guy?