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fandomhigh2012-07-18 08:43 am
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For Hire; Wednesday, Fourth Period [ 07/18 ].
For class today, the students were asked to meet in the Danger Shop; upon entering, they would find themselves in what appeared to be a seedy bar, a hodge-podge of various spaceports, truck stops, taverns, and hovels. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. You would never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy...
...well, actually, you could. Samus and Deadpool had to keep things relatively clean, considering this was a school and everything. There's was definitely a strong miasma in the air, though, that was part sketchiness, part body odor, and part threat of one wrong move leading to someone's demise, but it was okay. Deadpool shot first.
"Welcome," said Samus, waving her gun arm vaguely at the scene around them, "to just about every questionable bar ever, or, as mercenaries and bounty hunters are wont to see it, your networking office. If you're lucky, you might be able to have a channel of contacts in a less unsavory method...work with the rich and the privileged, and they have their own set of networks that you'll be tied into, but the majority of people in the for hire business wind up here, on the edges of society, looking for a job that'll get some cash in their pocket and not get them killed. Plus, you can always grab a beer while you're here, too."
"Or an appletini," offered Deadpool, with a lift of the glass he had already procured and took a little sip from.
Samus just moved on. "So today we want you to schmooze. We want you to feel out a place like this and try to get an idea of how to spot people who are potential clients, people who will probably just kill you, and people that will basically just waste your time. Deadpool and I will keep an eye on things to make sure nothing gets out of hand, but treat this as though your livelihood depends on it. One day, it might."
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...well, actually, you could. Samus and Deadpool had to keep things relatively clean, considering this was a school and everything. There's was definitely a strong miasma in the air, though, that was part sketchiness, part body odor, and part threat of one wrong move leading to someone's demise, but it was okay. Deadpool shot first.
"Welcome," said Samus, waving her gun arm vaguely at the scene around them, "to just about every questionable bar ever, or, as mercenaries and bounty hunters are wont to see it, your networking office. If you're lucky, you might be able to have a channel of contacts in a less unsavory method...work with the rich and the privileged, and they have their own set of networks that you'll be tied into, but the majority of people in the for hire business wind up here, on the edges of society, looking for a job that'll get some cash in their pocket and not get them killed. Plus, you can always grab a beer while you're here, too."
"Or an appletini," offered Deadpool, with a lift of the glass he had already procured and took a little sip from.
Samus just moved on. "So today we want you to schmooze. We want you to feel out a place like this and try to get an idea of how to spot people who are potential clients, people who will probably just kill you, and people that will basically just waste your time. Deadpool and I will keep an eye on things to make sure nothing gets out of hand, but treat this as though your livelihood depends on it. One day, it might."
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