Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150612003908

"You want to see how well he can hold his own against an assassin? I'm pretty certain most wouldn't have the courtesy to call beforehand and leave a hint. Otherwise, some of my jobs would be a lot easier."

Fritz thought back to the time he had to play babysitter for a banker's wife while disguised as her son which meant no weapons or gear. Thankfully he had enough training in unarmed combat to hold his own against that stalker's hired thugs but when the White Fang decied to randomly drop in...never before had Fritz been so thankful for Rocket Lockers.

"And don't worry, I don't plan on having any conversations or card games. I'm going to treat this like any other kidnapping contract. Nothing personal."

Upon hearing Trigo's strange warning, Fritz was uncomfortably reminded about the mine job from a few months back. Getting hit there was reasonable in this line of work, but the look on the receptionist's face when he had to get that part of his armor redone...Good thing production is mostly automated...