Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-6975131-20130928221634/@comment-6975131-20131001144718

Sid began to gag on his scotch, briniging unwanted attention to himself.'' That sly bastard. Not only is this seventeen year old not an inactive merc, you also plan to use my intel to stage a counterhit. Huh. I'm now sitting in a bar filled with rival Mercs.''

He whipped out his phone. He opened it up, hitting the red end button three times, then hitting the send button twice, before typing in a numerical passcode. He got a dull error sound. Tch, they change it every day. After several more times, Sid finally accesed Tony's secure network. HE walked towards the bathrooms, in the same direction the other kid had just left in.

As he stepped into the room, Tony's ruff voice came through his headset. "Is there a reason you are calling me mid mission, Sid?"

"Two, actually, one, that kid, ain't a fucking inactive merc." Sid heard a gruff chuckle from the other end, his nostrils flared. "Two, this inactive mercenary kid, his mission objective is your head. And you didn't think it was wise to inform me. Instead, you pulled this bullcrap, about observing an inactive teenage merc." Sid struggled not to throw the phone against the wall.He heard bumping coming from upstairs, assuming it was the kid, yelling at this volume, he could probably hear him.

"Sometimes you can't get nything done with honesty, Sid. I'm not quite ready to die, and I assume you can handle this. This is the mission you have taken, get it done." The line went dead. Sid heard the boy talking to someone upstairs, I can't believe the floors are this thin.