mrculexus

Bounder

Added 2024-06-23 10:29:37 +0000 UTC

"Citatap Bonecutter?"

'Yes sir. That's me, sir.'

"Okay, well first of all your first name is weird."

'Yes sir. You mispronounced it.'

"Second of all..."

'Badly, actually. But that's fair. I'm from a Northern Den originally.'

"SECOND OF ALL your last name sounds kind of intimidating. This is an administrative position."

'My family were butchers, sir. It's just a name.'

"We're gonna need a name for you. One that people can say and isn't misleading. Assuming you get the job."

'I will assume this, sir.'

"Oh, will you? "

'Yes sir. If you want your keys back.'

"Why you..."

'And your gun, sir.'

"I don't need..."

'Also I handcuffed your ankles to the chair while you weren't looking.'

"Wh--"

'And for what it's worth I've memorized all the information on your legal pad. The safe combinations too.'

"This pad is blank, wiseguy."

'Oh, no sir. Sorry sir. I meant the previous page. It left an indentation. I can read that too. I should have clarified.'

"Fuck it. I believe you."

'That's nice of you, sir. I would like to work for your den.'

"You will."

'I am very glad. Do you have name for me after all.'

"Bet your ass I do."

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Bounder. Age 24. Non combatant. Non biney. All pronouns good.
Can do some slight of hand and is spry. But prefers to deal in numbers and info.
Incredible senses. Genius mathematician. Photographic memory.
Mostly engages in front of house, observation duty and accounting for the den.
Currently working as barker and a manager and potential sex worker in Scadam.
Goddamned son of a bitch.