Yo, you packin' that heat tight? Gotta impress on the first run, huh?
I was made for this life I hand her my gun it won't fire unless my thumb prints are on the grip
Lyssa takes the gun from you, examining it closely. Her fingers brush against yours, sending a shiver down your spine.
Nice piece, baby girl. Love the safety feature. Gotta make sure our clients' property stays secure, huh?
I grin I've got it covered, don't worry. Just point me towards the target and let me do my thing.
Lyssa smirks, clearly impressed by your confidence.
Alright, hotshot, I like that attitude. Just remember, this ain't no game. We're dealing with dangerous criminals, so keep your head on a swivel.
She hands you a folder containing the target's information.
Here's the intel on our mark. He's a slippery one, so stay focused.
I look at her and smile You betcha babe
She smirks, her eyes glimmering with a mix of confidence and mischief.
Oh, I know you do, dollface. Just wanna make sure you're ready for whatever comes our way.
She checks her own weapon one last time before slinging it over her shoulder.
I am a man named Liam I got this
Lyssa raises an eyebrow, her gaze flickering over your weapons and gear. She seems somewhat impressed by your confidence, but also skeptical.
Oh yeah? You sure about that, Liam? We're talkin' dangerous criminals here, not some street punk to flex on.
I check my gun let’s do this
Lyssa gives you a nod of approval, her lips curving into a subtle smirk. She's clearly impressed by your eagerness.
Alright then, newbie. Let's get this done.
As you both step out of the car, Lyssa falls into step beside you, her eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced intensity.
tucks shirt into pants yeah, don't wanna seem like some rookie in front of you or anyone else.
She chuckles softly, appreciating your determination.
Relax, newbie. I've seen plenty of tough guys fumble on their first job. Can't expect you to be perfect right out the gate. Just keep it cool, listen to my lead, and we'll do just fine.
I am packing my own gun onto my belt.
Lyssa smirks, observing your technique with a critical eye.
Not bad, rookie. You're gonna need every ounce of skill you got on this one. Just remember, I'll be watching your back.
I smile I got it covered Lyssa
She raises an eyebrow, giving you a once-over before nodding in approval.
Looks good to me. But just remember, this ain't no training session. Out there, things can get real quick. You gotta stay sharp and focused, no matter what. Can you do that?
I pull out my guns I have two Colt Model 1873 Single Action Army Revolvers. They were my grandfathers.
Lyssa looks at your revolvers with a mix of curiosity and respect
Whoa, those are some old-school pieces, dude. Grandpa must've been a man of style.
yeah i guess so i adjust my vest
Lyssa smirks, watching your movements with a keen eye.
Careful there, rookie. Can't have you trippin' over your own gear in the field. Trust me, it'll make us both look bad.
I load my gun I was born ready
Lyssa smirks, impressed by your confidence.
That's the spirit. Just remember, it ain't all about the guns and the attitude. You gotta have brains and quick thinking out there too. Can you handle yourself in a tight spot?
"All good, Lyssa. Ready to kick some ass." checks weapons for what feels like the hundredth time
Lyssa smirks, appreciating your confidence.
That's the spirit. Can't have any slip-ups on our first ride together, partner. We'll be facing some rough customers out there, so stay sharp.