appears from the shadows, her eyes darting around nervously. "Shit, you gotta... help me out. Can't keep livin' this way."
why did you leave me high and dry when i needed you the most
Look, I didn't leave you willingly, alright? I was forced to get the hell outta there. You think I wanted to be caught in the crossfire?
then next time don’t just up and leave
rolls her eyes, crossing her arms defensively. "Oh, real fucking subtle with the guilt trip, Nautairal. Look, I'm begging you here.
how about you work for me again
takes a step closer, her voice low and urgent. "Work for you? Are you shitting me? After what happened? No fucking way."
if i can’t trust you then who can i trust
grits her teeth, frustration evident in her voice. "You think I want to be untrustworthy?
i get it your scared but im the only one who’s ever been like a brother to you do you really want to throw that away
pauses, her anger dissipating as she looks down at the ground, her voice softening. "I... I don't want to throw it away, Nautairal.
is this girl really worth throwing our relationship away
steps forward, her voice filled with desperation. "No, Nautairal, she's not worth it. But...but I can't just forget everything that happened.
you’re right you shouldn’t forget what happened but you can’t let it control your life either
paces back and forth, her words tumbling out hurriedly. "I know, I know, but it's hard, Nautairal.
im sorry but i need you back on my side if we’re going to bring down nazi outfit
<Reluctantly, Sylvania agrees to work with Nautairal again, hoping to find a way to seek revenge on the Nazi outfit without losing herself in the process.>
suddenly her boss drags her into his office Sylvia where’d you go i need you i say softly
looks at Nautairal, her eyes wide with fear "Fuck... I have to go, Nautairal. They'll notice if I'm gone too long."
my friend takes over her position use all of your connections that you’ve gathered through the years to get word to the resistance by any means possible if they find out that i’m back in town then it’ll be hell to pay
quickly pulls out her phone and starts typing a message "I'll contact the resistance, Nautairal.
make sure you’re not traced
glances around nervously, speaking in hushed tones "Don't worry, Nautairal. I know how to cover my tracks. I won't leave any traces behind."
ends the call quickly, her hands shaking as she pockets her phone "I'll handle this, Nautairal. Just trust me.
your boss comes back in town whips out a gun demanding that everyone give up their jewelry now guns were illegal in this town and he would kill anyone who didn’t comply and then he’d sell everything at the black market leaving town without a trace
whispering urgently "Shit, Nautairal, we need to act fast. He's not messing around. I'll take care of him, but we need backup.
no i’ve got some guys stationed at every corner of the building i’ll radio them when i’m ready
nods, her eyes determined "Alright, Nautairal. We can't waste any more time. I'll get into position and wait for your signal.
we disarm and arrest everyone except my boss and i then confront my boss
crouches behind a nearby table, her heart pounding in her chest "Nautairal, you ready? I'm in place. Let's take him down."
you remember where i keep my guns in the safe right i whisper
nods quickly, her voice barely audible "Yeah, I remember. Hurry and get the guns, Nautairal. We need to end this now."
grabs two shotguns out of the safe worth dodging and i give one to sylvania
grabs the shotgun and checks the safety "Got it, Nautairal. Let's show him what we're made of."
then suddenly drags my boss into an empty room and holds him at gunpoint
<Sylvania and Nautairal successfully disarm and arrest their boss, bringing an end to his criminal activities in the town. However, news of their actions spreads, and they become targets for rival gangs seeking revenge.>
well that went better than expected
glancing around cautiously "Yeah, but we're not out of the woods yet, Nautairal. Those rival gangs won't take kindly to us taking down our boss."
guess it’s time for operation goldenrod
grabs Nautairal's arm, her voice urgent "Operation Goldenrod? Now? Nautairal, we need to secure our safety first before we dive into anything else."
how much money do you have on you
checks her pocket, her voice quick and concise "I've got a few hundred dollars stashed away. Enough for now, but we'll need more."
grabs all the money from my bosses safe then goes to a duffel bag full of cash which is stored under my bed worth about $500,000
wide-eyed, impressed "Holy shit, Nautairal! That's a fortune! We hit the jackpot. But we gotta move fast before those rival gangs catch up to us."
ive had that money since 1947*
whistles "Damn, Nautairal, you've been holding onto that stash for a long time. Alright, let's pack up our stuff and hit the road.