They're hungry alright. I'm startin' to see it as one big untapped well for potential recruits.
Miners have it rough out there.
"Dusty" Riptide
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They're hungry alright. I'm startin' to see it as one big untapped well for potential recruits.
Miners have it rough out there.
That's the trouble with the week, Banks, the older you get the faster it goes so get used to it.
What happened to Monday?
That's a handsome boy. That's a handsome, handsome boy.
damn, i clean up good.
Can't keep up with the slang. Kids say the craziest things.
See, that's why I don't take you for a topsider.
I'll never say no to food!
Great! You want something to eat? I'm starving.
Huh. I wasn't expecting... Yes, sir. Understood.
It was a quiet night in for the RUFFHOWZAS, a group of like-minded individuals who enjoyed a drink and a laugh down at their local establishment, former casino turned betting shop turned drinking hole, ACES (formerly ACES HIGH but those last four neon lights died years ago and no one 1/8
Good. Spot's just opened up at Wallaby's Wheelhouse. Repair shop, there's a bed in the basement. More roomie than Kitty's floor. You'll be expected to work to earn your keep both at the shop and for me, when I ask. Understood?
(There's a flash of genuine excitement in her eyes. Blink and you'll miss it, she smothers it back under her usual facade, but it's *there.*) In that case... yes, sir. I do like engines.
Moonbikes. Dust riders. Two stroke internal combustion engines most of the time. It's old fashioned technology but it's cheap and reliable and once you can fix 'em yourself, they last just about forever.
... What kind of engines? (That means yes. She's sure he *knows* that means yes.)
( He steps aside to say something to Kitty; they exchange stuffed envelopes, then she goes back to her paperwork. Poor girl, huh? ) You like engines, kid?
(Oh, this couldn't be good. Sitting up and rubbing her eyes, she got to her feet without taking his hand. It didn't really look like a snub. More like she didn't understand what he was offering. If he tries to kill her, she's going to be *so* annoyed. But she kept that thought to herself.)
( she's met with the glinting eyes and outstretched hand of Dusty Riptide, towering over her like some kind of fried egg god. his hands were strong and clean. ) Up we get. Got somethin' to show ya.
(Opens one eye. When she sees him, she lets out a sigh that she quickly disguises with a yawn and stretches. A cat-like stretch.) Mm?
Wallaby's busy turning some street punk's face into paste. Unless you wanna swap?
Waiting in the dark for @dsmonday.bsky.social to return home.
( if he's ever seen that thing before in his life it doesn't show on his face, not an ounce of recognition, just a blank stare. ) cost of business. let him not like it.
( he takes the amulet out of the bag, dangling it in the air. ) khan won't like the delay. i'll fix it.
that's what i'm always telling my boys, monday. good business starts with good accounting. what, no flowers?
that's me, dusty. i'm a real klutz. always losing things. really, ask my mom - ever since i was a baby, always losing my nose. good thing you've got kitty here keeping track of everything, huh?