ITT: We Are Our Action Avatars

Velison: "Well yes but most of my former employers have enemies, ones that would love to paint them red. I had to be trained in combat for the sake of my masters' well being."

edited 25th May '15 12:13:30 PM by MrKirb

Hrodland: Ah, I see, good to hear...

Samus:-Gives Veilson a blank stare-

...Excuse me?

Valison: "What I mean is that I've dealt with assassins for decades."

"My apologies on my failed wordplay here."

edited 25th May '15 12:16:01 PM by MrKirb

Samus: ...

Right.

-Clears throat-

So, you don't have any particular experiences in the field of mercenary work. Just impromptu self-defense, correct?

Valison: "Pretty much."

edited 25th May '15 12:20:57 PM by MrKirb

Mindy: Yeah, so you actually came here at a pretty good time.

So what got ya into the merc business?

Hrodland: Or got back into it, rather. But yeah, guess I could say something among the lines that I thought my vacation was coming to an end, or something.

Samus: I see.

Well, Mr. Velison, what do you believe makes you a good fit for Kerberos Security?

Valison: "As part of your company, I wish to provide my usual services but at the same time, I wanted to put my combat skills to good use besides killing the occasional hitman."

edited 25th May '15 12:38:15 PM by MrKirb

Samus: ...Your "usual services" being cooking and cleaning, correct?

Mindy: Oooh, I see. You been in this for a while now?

Hrodland: Kinda, yeah. I've been with these guys for a while before you joined in, actually.

Valison: "Correct."

Samus: I see. And you believe you're a good fit for this particular organization because...?

Mindy: Oooh, I see. What's your main role here?

-Serenity shirks away a bit, before handing chuck her notes-

Valison: "Personally, I'm shifting my career path to something more proactive and well, I was hoping that my cooking would keep your crew's morale up."

"Recently, people tell me I'm overqualified for being a bodyguard and advise me for a job like this so here I am."

Hrodland: Besides providing extra muscle?

Chuck: ~reads the notes~

-A bunch of ammo requests for the ships guns-

Samus: Uhuh.

-Scribbles something down-

One last question, if you don't mind.

Valison: "And that is?"

Chuck: "Oh yeah, I can definitely do that. Anything else you need?"

-Dash is wandering the ship-

-Hoxton is inside the exercise room, taking his Houndoom out for a walk-