"Woa woa there...what's the rush? Haven't you ever heard of bartering?" Jacob replied, frowning a little in annoyance. He looked the woman over with a serious look in his eyes before asking a new question. "At least tell me this, what are the chances of the cut being more than the 10,000? 50 percent? Less? More?" One of his ship's propellers had been having trouble starting for a week now and needed repairs. Plus he needed a new supply of lubricant to keep everything running smoothly. Add the regular supplies to that and he would need around 7000 dollars. He was also saving up for a chainblade. Basically a chainsaw in the form of a blade. They were highly advanced tech and very expensive, but also just about the strongest melee weapon you could get. As they could cut through even iron. Only steel was a match for it.

"Like I said I don't mind taking risks, but if I'm taking this job I want at least a decent chance at getting a nice pay-out." He took another swig from his beer before turning his gaze back to the woman. "Also, some advice. If you insist on staying vague on the details, yet won't budge on the price at all you won't find many people who are willing to work with you in this town." Even he probably wouldn't have gone for this job if he didn't need the cash to repair his ship. As, as great as the 10,000 sounded, his gut told him that there was more to this than a simple drop off and pick up of a woman.