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Double Trouble looked mildly disappointed at how little a reaction they got, but only for a moment. Honestly, it was a little unprofessional of them to expect to really hit the nerves of someone they’d barely had time to analyze, so really it was their fault that they were let down. They were quickly distracted anyways by the map of Blood Gulch on the projector. Eagerly looking at it from different angles, the mercenary tried to take in as much of it to memory as they could. After a few minutes of taking a good look, Double Trouble returned to analyzing the crowd until the slightly bumpy landing. They strutted off the ship as the doors opened, examining the people already apart of the teams they might be forced to ally themselves with. Not a great crowd, actually. How did these people start a war in the first place? A brawl over the last piece of cake? They were certainly relieved when they reached back and didn’t find a tag for either team. Smirking at the crowd of armored people, they chided, “Well, seems I wasn’t tagged for either side. Guess that means I’m off the hook.“ They pressed their hands together and smiled as they said this, but underneath the well-acted surface was a small bud of worry. Now what? Were they just supposed to get picked by a team now? Were they going to have to get back on the ship home and make that long trip for naught? The tiny flower of concern was quickly killed by the mercenary noting an odd noise coming from the ship. Slinking back into the vehicle they’d just exited, Double Trouble witnessed the lizard man on the projector and silently listened to him, a smile forming on their face at the mentioning of proving themself, growing with the mention of payment and how much that wouldwas initially offered the pale muscular man. Double Trouble had no idea what credits were, how much a billion of them was worth in Etherian coin, if they could be transferred into Etherian coin, or even if that was how much they’d all receive in the end. But if that was the scale of reward they were playing in, then Double Trouble certainly had no reason to doubt that after all the transactions and the mercenary work, what they’d get in the end would be able to keep them fed for quite a while. Maybe the others had reason not to go along, but Double Trouble was someone who worked for pay, and pay alone was more then enough to rope them in. Bowing politely, they declared, “Well then, dear Toffee. It seems like the teams have a new future mercenary on their payrolls. Even without my full set of assets, I think this is going to be as easy as pie.” They gave a smile to the lizard man that dropped with mischief, blinking with their secondary eyelid, “I don’t think you’ll be disappointed at all with my performance, darling.”
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