Interesting, few Mercenaries are a refined, or simply poetic, possibly romantic in nature as you.

More so I have met the pragmatists, the ISK junkies as I suppose I should call them, but you seem to be more intoxicated with the ideals of power and control, destiny and purpose which for all intensive purposes is, I would say, a more noble thing.

which would you categorize me under.

huh, I just fight because I love to watch things explode. the fact that they pay me is a nice little fringe benefit.

I am not a slave to some mega corporation, I am a Mercenary. I work for the company that pays me the most, and if your willing to beat the offer on the table I might just take you up on it. This body may be a a clone, But I am and Empyrean, and you will respect everything that means.

My very existence is a violation of Concord directives, I am hated by those that came before as I am not restricted to an egg.

I am a product of Genocide, I am a Weapon unleashed, I am the Future

For are we not of the stars, The implants that allow our existence were taken from the Sleepers. A race who hasn't known a home world in a time longer than we have known. Are we not descendants of technology Gifted from the Jovians. From Dust, man was created, and to it, he is doomed to return. However, we are no long counted among the mortals. We are doomed to wander the stars never knowing the peace of Death, Doomed to Kill, We are the Death March.

If we are Not Empyreans, we are the Star Children, created not to push the bounds of the possible, but to bring death to those who oppose.

Dust Bunnies we are, as we were named long ago, when we were just a rumor, when we were yet a thought. Yet this is their name for us, the original, the Kings of New Eden, But are we not just as immortal as they? Can we not be killed and reborn? But then we are more, we are not limited to a pod of goo. We were made as a tool, and have become our own. We walk upon the ground not fearing any being, mortal or Immortal, Even the mighty Concord can not stop us.

I say we are Empyrean's. Rightful Rulers of anything we take.

Eh. As long as I get paid, I'll fight. The second I don't, **** you. You will die, and you will regret i. I will have you live a reoccurring ******* nightmare every ******* second of your miserable tiny existence. You will never see the end. That is, until I get my paycheck.

I'll pay you but I'm hardly scared to fight you, though I'll admit my chances of victory are low.

I'm mainly talking about the mortals fearing me,. You do have no reason to fear me, and yes your chances of losing are high. Doesn't matter though. I get paid, Godin's happy.

Godin is also made to ruin another merc club/business isn't he?

There's rules to this ****. Levels, in fact.. He broke them, so he must pay.

Jakar did what to you that you should attempt to ruin his club?

It's a long story. If you weren't there, you wouldn't know about it, nor would understand.

Try me. That sounds like no answer at all.

Well, put it like this: A while ago, quite some time ago, some "merchandise" was... ummm.... stolen. Well, said merchandise was umm, blown up. It was blamed on me, and I was hunted down. I'm still laying low from said moment. Good enough?

I would ask Jakar if he recollects this. Hurting and killing civilians is never the right way to achieve anything.

(( Do you understand the basic etiquette of RP?... you know being polite, keeping to character , not stirring the pot in someone else's thread without their consent, nor making up your own wildly implausible and insane plot lines))

((I absolutely hate your types. The ones who don't let anything happen. There's ways to deal with your types in EVE, but sadly not in Dust... yet. When there comes a time when I will be able to, prepare yourself.))

(( Dude walking into someones social club with a bomb after that exact scenario has essentially just occurred isn't progressing plot, stories are not constantly told through action, they are told through interaction, this normally constitutes dialogue. I for one don't care since Ill just ignore your posts and continue with the plot that seems to be developing for my characters. Have fun RPing with..... well anyone who decides blowing **** up and throwing around insults, power play, and pseudo godlike characters is entertaining. My RP reflects nothing of my in game attitude because that is where fighting is supposed to take place, not is a bar on an intergalactic Summit))

Jakar has nothing to do with said incident, well, not directly anyways. Well, I'm pretty sure anyways. But, he did break one specific rule that was was made 4 years ago. Anyways, about the killing civilians thing, I call bullshit. Last time I let a mortal live in my way, the bastard almost shot me, and this was while I was mortal. I was almost not here today, speaking to you.

So let me get this straight, I don't have anything to do with said incident directly, yet me having something to do with it indirectly gives you merit to blow down my door. I call BS.

Secondly, what rule? 4 years ago I was mortal and something tells me I doubt I would have socialised with you at the time, even in passing.

Thirdly while I do some very dark dealings and the occasional backroom conniving I usually make it a note to make sure I know whose stuff I'm blowing up, stealing, shipping or otherwise handling. That way **** like this doesn't happen.

Finally, I called in a crew to clean up the last mess because I have a club with standards to run. Blood on the bar tends to make a club owner less money, especially when the most common people in the club are civilian Gallenteans.

((All said in character. It's not a matter of things can't happen, it's when said person appears to be trying really hard to not only be a douche in the scenario but also a douche to the scenario as well, if you get my meaning.))