Adam
"Aw, damn." Adam said sarcastically, a short laugh leaving his smirk. It seemed he'd managed to impress Jack enough for the guy to actually stop and talk to him with his scroll-delivery, though (or determinedly annoyed him enough. Either worked). He leaned on the other side of the barrel, chin in his hand, ready to see what Jack had to say.
He paused before giving a name, but supposed that there couldn't be much harm in it. "Aurelia. And hey, tell me what you need doing. So you've got runners, but d'ya need a talker? Maybe a 'blow shit up and get outta there clean'-er? Let me know and I'll do whatever it is." Adam raised an eyebrow, challenging Jack to turn down such a rich offer. Of course, there were jobs he couldn't do, but it was best to start big and lower expectations.
He paused before giving a name, but supposed that there couldn't be much harm in it. "Aurelia. And hey, tell me what you need doing. So you've got runners, but d'ya need a talker? Maybe a 'blow shit up and get outta there clean'-er? Let me know and I'll do whatever it is." Adam raised an eyebrow, challenging Jack to turn down such a rich offer. Of course, there were jobs he couldn't do, but it was best to start big and lower expectations.
Maybe I'm not as dark as I think
Maybe I'm scared to Admit that
