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[One minute, Rhys is flying out the back of a caravan as it pelts over the desert away from a bandit racetrack. The next, he's slamming into the side of what he later decides isn't actually a bull, but which very much feels like a bull while he's slamming into it. And he's no longer in the desert; he's in some kind of city. And the roar of the caravan's engine has been replaced by the chatter of a market crowd.
To say he's confused is kind of an understatement.
The not-really-a-bull swings around, snorting angrily at Rhys. Rhys has seen too many movies not to know exactly how this is going to end. Slowly - very, very slowly - he gets to his feet, the bare striped sock on his right foot squelching into what he really hopes is just a puddle.]
[Oh, good, he's still getting echo calls from total strangers. Things can't have changed too much.
The timing could have been a little better, though.]
Cow? [He looks up at the horse bull thing.] That's a cow? Really? I think it looks more like a -
[Whatever it is, it launches forward, and with a yelp Rhys stumbles into a run. Thankfully, he stumbles into a run in the right direction - that is to say, away from the bull horse thing. Cow. Whatever.]
You're alive, aren't you? I'd say the warning worked exactly as expected then! I don't have time to develop a quantitative value standard for statements of imposing danger just so I can explain to your pea brain how completely adequate my warning was. I'm very busy and its honestly just rude of you to assume I have that much free time.
[ A beat. ]
Anyway, I need you to find a Kedan and hit him on the head, preferably with something very heavy.
A specific Kedan, that is.
I mean, I have no problem if you just start whacking Kedan on the head indiscriminately (most of them probably have it coming) but for the purposes of this job you just need to whack one on the head. Very hard.
[That's totally insane and makes absolutely no sense whatsoever.
At least that probably means he's still on Pandora.]
What? [Rhys dodges around a corner and sends a group of people ahead of him scattering. One of them shouts something after him, but Rhys doesn't stop to find out what, and a moment later the shouts turn to startled screams.] I'm not going to hit someone on the head just because you're telling me to! I don't even know who you are!
[Seriously, who would do whatever shady job got mentioned on the ECHOnet by complete strangers? That's just... that's just bad time management.]
Oh, come on, please?? I'll make it worth your while!!
[ Let's see, what does she have for a reward? She doesn't have too many guns left - she probably should have been a bit more judicious in her bartering - maybe that piece of pseudo-chocolate wasn't worth giving away that orange maliwan assault rifle?? ]
Yes, you can have this- what is this? No, wait that's a piece of scrag jerky, you don't want that. Do you? Actually nevermind its mine you can't have it.
[ She had fond memories of living for a month just on the horrible, retching taste of that scag. Well. Memories of it. ]
Oh, maybe you want this piece of Eridium? I don't know what I'd do with it here.
Would it help if I told you that he was a murderer? And a thief?
You know what, never mind. He doesn't want to know.]
Not really, no! [Which is... sort of a lie. It does help. It means Rhys doesn't have a problem with the guy being whacked over the head. It doesn't mean he wants to be the one to do it. His grand ambition is to reach a position where he can hire people to do that kind of thing for him.
Eridium, though? That's worth something. Vault keys were supposed to have a lot of eridium in them. Maybe Rhys can do something with that, just as soon as he figures out where he is and what happened to Vaughn and the others.]
Uh... [Thinking. He's thinking. And running. Can't forget the running.] Wait a minute, I need to - woah! [Thaaaaaat was a sharp corner. Ow. He might have cut the foot missing a shoe. Ow.]
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Rhys | Tales from the Borderlands | 2 for 300, Bob.
To say he's confused is kind of an understatement.
The not-really-a-bull swings around, snorting angrily at Rhys. Rhys has seen too many movies not to know exactly how this is going to end. Slowly - very, very slowly - he gets to his feet, the bare striped sock on his right foot squelching into what he really hopes is just a puddle.]
Good horse - bull - uh, thing. Nice horse bull thing.
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[ Patricia Tannis appears on Rhys' arm interface. ]
When you get away from that cow, come see me. I have a job for you.
[ She uploads a map of Keeliai to Rhys' system and adds a helpful Placemark in the Metal district. ]
Also you should probably start running.
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The timing could have been a little better, though.]
Cow? [He looks up at the horse bull thing.] That's a cow? Really? I think it looks more like a -
[Whatever it is, it launches forward, and with a yelp Rhys stumbles into a run. Thankfully, he stumbles into a run in the right direction - that is to say, away from the bull horse thing. Cow. Whatever.]
Just so you know, your warnings are terrible!
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[ A beat. ]
Anyway, I need you to find a Kedan and hit him on the head, preferably with something very heavy.
A specific Kedan, that is.
I mean, I have no problem if you just start whacking Kedan on the head indiscriminately (most of them probably have it coming) but for the purposes of this job you just need to whack one on the head. Very hard.
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At least that probably means he's still on Pandora.]
What? [Rhys dodges around a corner and sends a group of people ahead of him scattering. One of them shouts something after him, but Rhys doesn't stop to find out what, and a moment later the shouts turn to startled screams.] I'm not going to hit someone on the head just because you're telling me to! I don't even know who you are!
[Seriously, who would do whatever shady job got mentioned on the ECHOnet by complete strangers? That's just... that's just bad time management.]
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[ Let's see, what does she have for a reward? She doesn't have too many guns left - she probably should have been a bit more judicious in her bartering - maybe that piece of pseudo-chocolate wasn't worth giving away that orange maliwan assault rifle?? ]
Yes, you can have this- what is this? No, wait that's a piece of scrag jerky, you don't want that. Do you? Actually nevermind its mine you can't have it.
[ She had fond memories of living for a month just on the horrible, retching taste of that scag. Well. Memories of it. ]
Oh, maybe you want this piece of Eridium? I don't know what I'd do with it here.
Would it help if I told you that he was a murderer? And a thief?
[ It's not true, but maybe it'll help. ]
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You know what, never mind. He doesn't want to know.]
Not really, no! [Which is... sort of a lie. It does help. It means Rhys doesn't have a problem with the guy being whacked over the head. It doesn't mean he wants to be the one to do it. His grand ambition is to reach a position where he can hire people to do that kind of thing for him.
Eridium, though? That's worth something. Vault keys were supposed to have a lot of eridium in them. Maybe Rhys can do something with that, just as soon as he figures out where he is and what happened to Vaughn and the others.]
Uh... [Thinking. He's thinking. And running. Can't forget the running.] Wait a minute, I need to - woah! [Thaaaaaat was a sharp corner. Ow. He might have cut the foot missing a shoe. Ow.]
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[ Tannis didn't want to have to find another schlub - that is, valued helper - to do her dirty work for her. ]
Look, how about this. You find me a list of spare parts and then I can just build a robot that will hit him on the head, how does that sound?