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@Arthanus lets move on, why not?
@Shiyonichi It's also not mentioned that Manaka can actually delete someones account, it could just be a baseless threat.
Allant Oestaer

Allant huffed a bit as Stephan shot down his collateral. It's not like Soul Stones weren't accepted in most small towns, they were almost a second currency in Hitor. He sadly shuffled his gems back into his pack with a shrug. Ah well, if he was right on the money here he'd be getting a nice chunk of coin at the end of this little mission anyways.

Getting up off of his rear, Allant stretched out a bit. It appeared dinner was ready, so he'd need to get up and go grab it. He walked over to Jenramo and grabbed a bowl, thanking with a simple little bow. Allant took down his hood and set his mask face down on a nearby rock, revealing his sharp, tanned face. He slurped down the soup with wild abandon; he was never particularly receptive to his father's reprimandations on table manners and he was hungry. While he was scarfing down the veggies, he was informed he had next watch with Yui. She was interesting; She looked just like he did with her more gaunt features and dark hair, but she apparently wasn't from the Dread Desert. In fact, he had no idea where she was from, but judging from her 'gun' as she called it, it must have been far off or well off.

It seemed the two of them polished their meals off at around the same time. Like her, Allant checked over his equipment, making sure his blades were sharp and pointy, and grabbing his mask, though stuffing it in his pouch as the sun wasn't beating down on him anymore. It seemed Octavia wanted to join them as well. "Ah, Octavia, you coming with us? Is that okay with you Jing?"

@Athol@HowlsOfWinter@Arthanus
Whew, we posting FAST boys, lemme get somethin up for you all to chew on.
WHEW, finally posted. Don't expect posts that long too often folks.
Ichirou Kobayashi

"C'mon. You wouldn't want this data getting out, would you?" Ichirou taunted, though there wasn't any joy in his voice. He was grabbing at the collar an old man; a politician according to what data Ichirou had gathered. He had also gathered some chat logs from the man talking to a woman who was definitely not his wife. 'Compensated dating' wasn't illegal, sure, but a politician's life could be soiled by proof of adultery and such. Men like him shouldn't be making the laws, and in fact a fool should be parted with his money, right? That would be happening soon.

"No, nooooo... Please, I have a family, if this gets out we could be out of a job, out of a home!" The corrupt old man begged. Ichirou roughly shoved him onto his back with a sneer. "I have a family too. We all do. I don't try and sneak around behind their back though. Now cough it up, before my 'friend' here forces it out of you!" Ichirou shouted, Gats stepping forward while tightening his gloves.

"Okay, okay! I'll give you some money, just please delete those files!" He said. Ichirou placed a hand on Gats' chest to dissuade him from assaulting them man. "Transfer the money to this account, and the files gone, old man. You have my word, since yours isn't worth much."

70000 Yen was added to his account immediately, which was quickly laundered through a series of socks into Ichirou's actual bank account with the simple press of a macro key. It was a pain to set up, but absolutely imperative to he and his father's safety. It also felt quite cool to do; he remembered a time where he could barely open a webpage. But that didn't matter currently, he had an adulterer to relieve.

"There we go, almost as easy as cheating on your wife eh?" He quipped, pulling up a false screen mirroring the actual menus of EDEN. He faked deleting the files in front of the politician which brought his blood pressure down, it seemed. Just as he had finished though, he got a piece of mail. Curious, as he hadn't received mail in weeks, he checked it on the spot, reading and walking to the server's exit.




"A thug huh? That's my legacy?" Ichirou wondered aloud, looking over the email once again. It mentioned his poor reputation and his use as a 'soldier.' That was admittedly more credit than many ever gave him but still wasn't glowing. "Well hey, she doesn't know you yet, and she said she might even want to be friends. I really don't think she meant any harm by that, Ichi-san." Jacky said, ever the optimist. Whether the mysterious Jormungdr hackers would be his friends or not, Ichirou was getting tired of petty theft. A higher pay grade would be nice, his father was getting older and his retirement seemed to get closer by the second.

Ichirou entered the server, quickly followed by someone else he didn't bother looking back at. Judging by the throne, the woman in black was their 'Manaka.' There was also an emo-looking man, and the woman who had just entered the room behind him. Manaka quickly introduced herself and the company, also rambling on about her and 'Fumi' (presumably the girl behind him) being attractive. He was about to open his mouth but Fumi opened her's first, surprised that the hacker before her was a woman and not a man. A digimon also called their 'boss' creepy, which Ichirou didn't appreciate, even if it wasn't from a normal guy.

"Hey, let's not call people creepy huh man? You aren't even human." Ichirou reprimanded, glaring at the emo's dragon. "Anyways, I'm Ichirou. The 'muscle' I guess, though probably through reputation and intimidation since I don't have a robot dragon by my side."

"You do have me though!" Jacky quipped, hugging his friend. "Who are you guys?"
@RoccanIronclad dont ban me pls
I'm pretty damn tired so I'm not sure I can reply tonight. Might have to be tomorrow.
Allant Oestaer


Allant turned his head to Sybille as she harrumphed, grimacing a bit. He hated seeing the young woman (he couldn't refer to her as anything else due to the juxtaposition of her face and chest) frustrated, he knew how terrible being forced into a life like this was. Still, she didn't seem to have any other skills. Like him, she was stuck here for the reasonable future. He willfully switched gears as Stephan spoke to Yui and accepted Allant and Pox's bet, though he wanted to raise the stakes. As Allant thought it over, Jing expressed his surprise at the two's betting with a notorious cheat. Still, Stephan didn't know the desert like Allant did, he was confident enough he had the better odds.

"Sure, I'll double down. To our future fortunes indeed, Prince Pox." Allant responded, though he had no intention of lifting the nearest object for a cheer. he didn't actually have any gold on him though; He had spent the last of his pay on purple paint, and he'd be damned if the harsh winds here spilled the bloody expensive stuff out onto the sands. He did always keep with him mementos of his Orc-slaying adventures; Souls Stones were just as acceptable as gold in more remote places, and worth more for their weight. Digging through his pouch, Allant pulled out a few of the rocks of various colors, his collateral just like Pox had posted.

"I'll need you to accept some different payment as well, even if it is just Soul Stones. I assume that's alright with you, Stephan?"
@AtomicNut I was writing up a post and I realized I had never looked at Sybille's appearance. I don't think she looks much like 18 considering her... assets. Any reason you chose that particular picture friend :P? also if you have the source of that artist id appreciate it wink wink
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