25: [Action] Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

[dashboardlite]

It ain't often that I get myself all gussied up in my gray glad rags, but today's a holiday.  For one, the bets I placed with my bookie on a couple of bangtails came through - few hundred greenbacks richer, and that's only the beginning.  It ain't often that I'm on the nut, 'cause work comes easy as long as somebody wants somebody else dead.

But I deserve the reward.

I light up another butt and inhale deeply.  It'll be a while before another butter and egg man swings by my usual joint, and I can't afford to fleece a john when the hallways are lousy with 'em.  Bunkoing some poor shmoe ain't on the to-do list.

...but a Jane with some nice pins might be.  The wallet's fat, and it's probably obvious by the stupid grin on my face.  The heat I'm packing is heavier, though, and not what you wanna mess with.

I might as well take a walk around the block and see what's what.



[[ooc; For those of you who have NO IDEA what he's saying, here is a convenient reference.]]

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[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

"Been a little slow, actually," I admit, rolling my shoulders in an easy shrug. "But I got some work done today, and it feels tops to be on my game."

Every so often I blow some cash at Seta's, and today I'm feeling tempted. That wallet is mighty heavy, and I'm not known to save back for big investments unless it's for my iron.

[eatsyourscience.livejournal.com]

I smile at that. "We're always happy to see you around my place."

It's not the smoothest pitch I've ever made, but I'm not known for beating around the bush.

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

"I'm always happy to pay a visit."

And I'm not lying, there. I'm fair intrigued.

"You got anyone lined up who might be my type?"

[eatsyourscience.livejournal.com]

"Right now?" I look upward, thinking this over. Or pretending to. "I've got Yukiko and Hanna available."

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Well, I've always had a thing for the foreigners. But heck - a pretty face is nice no matter how you look at it. The girls have been getting younger as the days go by, though, and I ain't a cradle-robber.

No matter how you slice it, I won't touch if a broad's not a decent age.

"How old are they? And don't cut corners on me, Seta, I'll know if you're lyin'."

[eatsyourscience.livejournal.com]

"Age of consent in Japan is fourteen." Which isn't the information he asked for, but it's the pertinent information as far as I'm concerned.

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

"You didn't answer my question."

I raise my eyebrow, because Hell if I get a little happy with a fourteen-year-old. I'd kill myself, Jesus Christ.

[eatsyourscience.livejournal.com]

I don't grimace, but I'd like to. I'm probably about to lose this customer.

"Yukiko's seventeen. I'm not entirely sure about Hanna."

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

I give him a right flat look down the center and consider this. Either way, it doesn't sound like I'll be making the rounds in the brothel tonight, 'cause I'm a little old for them and that just don't sit well with me. Seta's been known to have more than just two jumping men's bones at once, though, so I'll give him another chance.

"...maybe another time, then," I quip, and shuffle around in my pocket for something. A little dough never hurt anyone, and I'm feeling generous enough to fork over a fifty for an old friend.

"Came into some luck recently, though - take your girls out someplace nice, y'hear?"

[eatsyourscience.livejournal.com]

I raise my eyebrows, but I don't turn away the money, taking it and slipping it into my own pocket. "They'll appreciate it."

Well this was a bust. Too bad. "I'll let you know when I've got someone more your--" age "--taste available."

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

"Much obliged."

I tip my lid in thanks and saunter back down the hall.