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Futuristic Cyberpunk Criminals

Neon crossed her arms and stood up to leave the Cutthroat. "Why don't you do the talking?" She said, making it clear that it was an order, not a question with the tone of her voice.
 
Rain nodded quicky after hearing her tone of voice "Sure" He said before he headed up the steps of a large house. Ringing the door bell Rain leaned on the door frame and waited, checking the survelliance camera to see whether the guy had returned. The door swung open to reveal an asian man wearing sweat pants and a jacket "Another asian today ? We're on a roll" Rain stated before catching the door and prying it open after it was slammed shut "So rude" He stated before grabbing the man by the neck. Slowly pushing him back he grinned under his mask as the man struggled and his eyes bulged "PLEASE !... STOP !" The man gasped out as Rain tightened his grip.
 
Neon closed the door behind her and gave Rain a 'speed it up' kind of glare. She was in no mood for games.


(Sorry, I'm gonna have some trouble being online...I'm going through some crazy shit right now)
 
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Rain smirked "Will you pay then ?" He asked the Asian who had now began scratching at Rain's arm in an attempt to save himself "NEVER !" The Asian man gasped out again ignoring any danger signs that were probably ringing in his head by now "Oh... Sorry to hear that" Rain said before spinning his around and sending him flying into a wall "How. About. Now ?" He asked once more to the man who was desperately scratching at the door handle to escape.
 
(The job doesn't get done if you're nice! -Neon)


Seeing as how Neon wasn't so far from the door she kicked the man in his ribs. She huffed seeing as how this wasn't going as quickly as expected. She was about a couple minutes from losing her shit and just killing this dunce.
 
Neon leaned against the door, hoping the man would use his common sense and just pay already. She was getting tired of this guy and wanted to leave as soon as possible. She took out her pistol and huffed.
 
The man had finally had enough and shoved both hands into his pockets, digging around for any money. He drew out his whole wallet and threw it at Rain in a hurry before covering his face with his hands again "Please just go away" He said in a quivering tone before Rain nodded and walked away with the whole wallet "Thank you for your co-operation" Rain said sarcastically before he slammed the door shut behind him.
 
Neon followed close behind Rain. "Next time just kill the guy and go! We don't have all day to get these people to pay!" She huffed putting her gun back into her jacket. Neon rushed into the Cutthroat and took her seat. "Next job?" She asked leaning back in her seat, facing away from Rain.


(Good news! I'll be on as much as usual, now!)
 
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(Yay :D )


Rain entered after her and started up the Cutthroat "You're not gonna like it" He said quietly before the ship left the ground and they were soon flying over the city, flying away from the orange sunset.
 
Rain sighed "Its a contract sign... But the twist is its in a brothel" He said while bracing himself for the inevitable scream and shout of anger.
 
Neon huffed "Of fucking course..." She mumbled. She lifted her head before bumping her head back onto the seat. She continued this for a few minutes. She then crossed her eyes and looked outside the window.
 
Rain nodded slightly but stayed quiet in a hope that Neon would yell, landing outside the brothel he opened the cockpit and jumped out, heading to the door as he pushed it open and was greeted by the smell of smoke and sex.
 
Neon scrunched her nose. She'd leave if she could, but unfortunately she was smart enough to know that it's never safe to go anywhere alone, and wasn't going to leave Rain for the kill especially in situations like this.
 
Rain continued on and looked around, surprised that there were no bouncers or any guards that would have pushed them out. Shrugging off a prostitute that grabbed his arm and tried to drag him off before continuing up the large set of stairs to the second floor, banging his hand on a large door twice before. The door swung open to reveal a short man in a tuxedo "Who are you ?" He asked in a rough tone.
 
"Are you stupid or are you stupid? We look like anyone else to you?! Didn't fucking think so!" She growled before taking a deep breath and try to calm down. "You handle this..." Neon whispered to Rain.
 
Rain nodded to her before handing the man a small card "Read that, dickweed" He replied as the man looked down at the card and grinned "Ah yes... Come in come on" He said as he led them into the room.
 
Neon pursed her lips and paused. She was hesitant but eventually walked inside after Rain. This place reeked, it was dirty, not to mention the half naked fucks walking around...she'd rather be filling Rain with bullets right now. "Let's make this quick!" Neon grumbled.
 
Rain nodded again before they were led to the large desk in the center of the room, Rain pulled out a small contract "Sign" He said quietly before slamming it on the table and watching the man quietly as he signed it. Rain took the paper and rolled it up after the man signed it and showed them out, on the way Rain shrugging another half naked prostitute off his shoulder. Once they were at the door the man smirked "I could use a fine lady like you in my business" He stated before leaning on the door frame.


(Being serious here... Is Neon on her period ?)
 
(...not what I was going for...just her being the PMS monster she is)


Neon just ignored the man and left. She grabbed onto Rains hand and intertwined their fingers. "I'm just doing this to chase them away...they're obviously bothering you." She whispered dashing down the stairs and into the Cutthroat. She let go of his hand sat down. "Ow..." She mumbled holding her head as a raging headache began.
 

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