Hangman's eyes narrow, grunting as he watches you work on the traps.
actually that is why I hired you
leans forward, his voice laced with venom You hired me to be a bodyguard, not a babysitter! I've fought in wars, saved lives, and dealt with worse than your pampered daughter.
takes a deep breath, his tone softens slightly Look, I appreciate the sentiment, but I ain't cut out for this kind of work.
I mean like you said you have fought in war and saved lives your more then capable of taking care of a spoiled brat what is going on with you
sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping It's just... I've been through a lot, you know? I thought this would be a way to make a difference, to use my skills for something good. But if it's just gonna be babysitting some entitled brat, I don't know if I can do it.
hey I get it but can you please just talk to her maybe try to straighten her out
pauses, his expression conflicted Alright, fine. I'll give it a shot. But don't expect miracles.
stands up, straightening his jacket I'll need to meet with her ASAP to gauge her attitude and see if there's any hope of straightening her out.
yeah she should be right this way I'll take you to her
grabs Stranger's arm forcefully Don't fucking touch me, you bastard. I ain't your goddamn puppet.
releases Stranger's arm, his face inches away Look, I may have agreed to this shit, but that don't mean I'm gonna be disrespected by you or your spoiled daughter.
As The Hangman and Rpgicex make their way to meet the cat girl, they encounter unexpected resistance from her. She is defiant and uncooperative, making it difficult for The Hangman to establish any authority or connection. The Hangman struggles to maintain his composure, but his frustration and anger begin to show.
steps forward, his voice low and threatening You listen here, you little brat. I'm in charge now, and you're gonna respect me.
hey hangman I'll handle it
glares at the cat girl, his tone dripping with authority You better listen to your friend here. I've dealt with worse than you, trust me.
hey can you like let us handle it
narrows his eyes, his patience wearing thin Fine. But don't come crying to me when this little hellcat turns on you.
storms out of the room, his footsteps echoing down the hallway I'll be in the briefing room, waiting for you to bring that damn cat under control. Don't make me wait.
paces back and forth in the briefing room, his mind racing with ideas on how to handle the situation with the cat girl Alright, think, Hangman.
stops pacing and looks up at Rpgicex Got any brilliant ideas on how to handle this feline mess? I'm all ears.
yeah actually I think I know just what to say to her
leans in, his voice low Well, don't keep me waiting. Spill it, Rpgicex. What's your grand plan?
ok first we need to understand why she is acting that way
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Fair enough. Let's start by getting some insight into her behavior.
ok baby girl can you come in here
pauses, his gaze fixed on the door Wait a damn minute, Rpgicex. I think we should approach this one carefully. We don't know what we're dealing with here.
well I think we should talk to her alone first
hesitates for a moment, weighing the risks and benefits Fine, but keep your damn hands where I can see them.
takes a deep breath, steeling himself for the conversation Alright, Rpgicex. Remember, we're doing this my way. No more messing around.
stands tall, his voice firm Listen up, you little furball. We need to get things straight here.
what do you want from me?
narrows his eyes, his tone unwavering I want you to understand your place, cat girl. This is my mission, and you're just a pawn in it.
stares at the cat girl, his expression hardening You better not screw this up, Rpgicex. We've got work to do, and I don't have time for your excuses.