[center][h2]Asphalt[/h2][/center]

[b]“Get out of here, dumbass! The boss doesn’t do fucking charity, neither do I!”[/b] Asphalt said, keeping his knife close to him as looking at this bitch of a woman trying to hire him to steal some sort of ‘necklace that had been stolen from her and she knew that her neighbor had it’. She tried to appeal to his moral side, which did not work given Asphalt only did work that the Boss gave him and that would keep the likes of the Ghost nice and happy.  He let out of sigh behind his mask as the bitch left, saying how absurd the service was; was it his fault that all people had to pay up front for these kinds of things?

However, he couldn’t help but give out a laugh as his hands fiddled with a necklace in his pocket, it was quite funny. Asphalt looked over at Twix, who had witnessed this excursion and simply shrugged his shoulders saying, [b]“What can I say? It was a nice looking necklace and the Boss wants to sell it for the good shit.”[/b] He waltzed over to her, noticing how she seemed a bit weird on this rather fine day, not that he was not used to weird. Though, he liked that she was at least here, gave him something to talk to while he waited for further orders.

Asphalt looked around his extravagant little hole, fine-looking objects adorning the walls in a rather messy fashion. None of it was for sale, but it helped to add to how Asphalt was the greatest man for his usual jobs here given that technically, he did not own any of the objects here. The Ghost looked back down at Twix before he asked, [b]“Let me guess, Milk on your ass again?”[/b]

She nodded. This was a normal thing to do, Twix normally came here to hide out from the likes of Milk if she did something objectively bad. It was not a bad idea either, not many people came to his little area, only the depraved came here offering money for Asphalt to steal things, other than that, the little hidey-hole was more or less an outpost for the Slaving Boys within Steelbird Landing.

[b]“Whatever has got you worried, let's say, you, me, best ten minutes of your life in the back? I am-”[/b]

Asphalt stopped talking when the mood was ruined by the asshole guard, Twist, fucking shouting. [b]“Damn it,”[/b] he sighed when Twist began to shoot at something. At least this caused Twix to start laughing, but soon it was like hearing fireworks. Asphalt took Twix’s hand and said, [b]“I’ll be back. Offer still stands, just wait in the back if you want,”[/b] he let go and began to walk to the door before he turned, [b]“Just don’t touch the table! The Boss uses that for… things."[/b]

With that Asphalt began to stealthily make his way to the nearby wall, climbing onto the roof of his place and moving to an area where he might be able to jump onto the wall. He was going to tell these assholes off for ruining his moment.