"Says the guy who's getting an extra ten fuckin' percent."
He never should've agreed to this. Should've stuck to theft without the murder, but the pay'd been too much to pass by. Grab the jewels, grab the documents, kill one asshole, and get out of there. Trouble is, he's not the most experienced with knocking someone off. He can do it, sure. Has done it plenty of times in self-defense, usually while fleeing a crime scene. But just walking in and pulling the trigger? He thinks he can do it, but there's no guarantee. And for this much cash, he's not about to leave loose ends.
Which is where Mr. Personality comes in. Pink (it doesn't hurt to use code names, okay?) had brought him on to make sure the murder part of the assignment goes smoothly. Pink's fine grabbing the documents and jewels from the safe, knocking out the security systems, whatever. As far as he's concerned, he'll handle all of that, this guy can stick to the blood and guts. Lorne Malvo's not a totally unknown entity - there's a mutual acquaintance, someone they've both been on jobs with - but Pink doesn't have a clear picture of him, either. Which makes him nervous, but it'll have to be one of the prices of this assignment.
And now he wants ten percent, which to be fair isn't really that much, he could've asked for worse. It still bothers Pink, and the harsh disquiet in his eyes betrays as much.
"Yeah, sure, fine, an extra ten percent to you. And my personal fucking thanks for saving my ass. Is that enough for you?"
All right. All right, he needs to calm down. Take a deep breath. It's the uncertainties that're getting to him, the stress of taking on a job that may be beyond his means. Which shouldn't be a problem any more. He's taken care of it; that's what Mr. Ten Percent is for. So he's got no reason to be so worked up. Anyway, if he doesn't calm down, the job'll be a wreck.
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He never should've agreed to this. Should've stuck to theft without the murder, but the pay'd been too much to pass by. Grab the jewels, grab the documents, kill one asshole, and get out of there. Trouble is, he's not the most experienced with knocking someone off. He can do it, sure. Has done it plenty of times in self-defense, usually while fleeing a crime scene. But just walking in and pulling the trigger? He thinks he can do it, but there's no guarantee. And for this much cash, he's not about to leave loose ends.
Which is where Mr. Personality comes in. Pink (it doesn't hurt to use code names, okay?) had brought him on to make sure the murder part of the assignment goes smoothly. Pink's fine grabbing the documents and jewels from the safe, knocking out the security systems, whatever. As far as he's concerned, he'll handle all of that, this guy can stick to the blood and guts. Lorne Malvo's not a totally unknown entity - there's a mutual acquaintance, someone they've both been on jobs with - but Pink doesn't have a clear picture of him, either. Which makes him nervous, but it'll have to be one of the prices of this assignment.
And now he wants ten percent, which to be fair isn't really that much, he could've asked for worse. It still bothers Pink, and the harsh disquiet in his eyes betrays as much.
"Yeah, sure, fine, an extra ten percent to you. And my personal fucking thanks for saving my ass. Is that enough for you?"
All right. All right, he needs to calm down. Take a deep breath. It's the uncertainties that're getting to him, the stress of taking on a job that may be beyond his means. Which shouldn't be a problem any more. He's taken care of it; that's what Mr. Ten Percent is for. So he's got no reason to be so worked up. Anyway, if he doesn't calm down, the job'll be a wreck.
"Shit. Honest, I appreciate your coming on."