[audio] ramblings

[finallycowboys]

It's such a bloody shame when one's basic skill sets are completely obsolete in this city and island. Death was considered one of the few things in life as a certainty, and yet here we are, unable to die properly.

[ a sort of low groan, like he's nursing a migraine. ]

Being an assassin isn't easy... quite under appreciated bunch we are, really! You think you just...just... go up to a bloke and stick a sword through his beating heart being stealthy-like and all, but no... no! That's not how it works, you idgit... [ yes, he just said 'idgit'. ]

There's a finesse, a sort of grace in the kill. It's an art, really, and a bit of showmanship if you're not the only two there. There's nothing like a good audience to motivate you if you ask me, and I'll bet you're asking me... how is murder art? How do you sleep at night? Just an unmoral sack of fucking shit you are, is what you're thinking I'll bet. Well... I... [ mumbles, trailing off a little. ]

I brush my teeth real proper holding that brush at a 45 degree angle. Not too hard for that makes the gums bleed something fierce and that's quite unhealthy I hear. Then get undressed...heh, then dressed again into something proper for sleep, perhaps read a couple chapters of the good ol' Dostoyevsky, and that's it! I sleep like a big baby is how I fucking sleep, I'll tell you that much!

Ugh... I need to stop drinking and find something better to occupy my bloody time with...

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[bakegarasu]

[Okay now this guy is talking his language.]

Actually, I know exactly how you feel. I'm not really the poetic kind, but just stabbing someone is boring. How's anyone going to take you seriously if you aren't at least a little flashy?

[finallycowboys]

[his accent thickens in his buzzed state] Yes. Flash, see, that's what people do not understand. Brute force in itself is quite a show, I'll admit, but there's only so much one can take of such a dull performance!

[bakegarasu]

[The language of murder is universal, okay.]

I've got plenty of brute force myself, but it's not about whether you can cut them or not. It's about making the survivors afraid so they won't cross you again.

[finallycowboys]

Survivors? Well, I suppose everyone's situation is different, but once I've acquired my target...or targets, even...there are no survivors. [a small, thoughtful hum.]

Now if I was indiscriminately slaughtering people for no pay, I would leave a survivor here and there, even if my perfectionist side would never forgive me for leaving behind a few stragglers.

[bakegarasu]

Well, my job was intimidation. I was supposed to make sure that people paid their protection money at all costs. Maybe one or two survivors a job, and even then they'd get cut up.

[finallycowboys]

Your job requires a little more effort, it seems. A real repo man. [He chuckles.]

[bakegarasu]

Heh. I guess. I was good at it, though. I did it for more than ten years without getting killed, which is the hard part I think.

[finallycowboys]

Staying alive in any sort of dirty business is rather tough, and I commend you for it, friend. [Sighs, then groans slightly from what is mostly likely a headache.]