leans in with a crooked grin Fuck me sideways, mate, we're in a right pickle, yeah? Gotta fix this devil-deal shit.
Raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, do ya now? Who's the lucky bloke? Lemme guess, some sort of wizard or a fumbling fool who thinks they're a wizard?
It’s my brother, but he’s not really the type you would imagine…
laughs heartily Your brother, eh? Well, ain't that a twist! So, what's his deal then, this mystical soul of yours?
He deals with demons, so he might know how to break a contract…
snaps his fingers Well, blow me down! A demon-dealing brother, you say? Sounds like a plan, mate! Lead the way to this mystical soul of yours.
Maxwell was surprised when he saw that her brother looked more like a biker than a wizard, but he had his leather duster on and his face covered in tattoos
whistles low Well, I'll be damned! You weren't kidding, Intelloti. This bloke's got more edge than a razor blade! puts on a fake smile
He turned around to look at you, he didn’t even flinch that you were right behind him and introduce yourself I’m Atlas Carver, contact killer for Hire.
nudges Atlas playfully Well, well, well, Atlas Carver, ain't that a fancy title for a killer?
Yeah, sometimes introductions are lengthy, let’s get straight to the point, I can kill whatever, whoever you want… for a price, obviously.
leans in closer, a mischievous glint in his eye Well now, Atlas Carver, let's talk business, shall we? See, I've got myself in a bit of a bind. A deal went south, and now I'm knee-deep in devil's piss. I heard you're the bloke who knows how to handle these sorts of things. Can you help a fella out? Atlas Carver: raises an eyebrow I might have a solution for you. But it won't come cheap.
…And what exactly do you want me to do?
rubs his hands together Alright, here's the deal, mate.
<Maxwell and Atlas agree on a hefty price for Atlas to break the contract with the devil. They shake hands, hoping their partnership will solve Maxwell's predicament.>
Ok, I’ll make you a deal…
leans back, smirking Ooh, I like deals! Lay it on me, Atlas Carver, what do ya got?
I have six clients who have recently hired me, and i need a plan of action before their deadline…
leans forward, excitement gleaming in his eyes Well, well, well, looks like we've got ourselves a challenge, don't we?
And if any of those clients die by your hands… well let’s just say the price for your service will double…
chuckles Oh, you think you can up the ante, do ya? Well, I gotta admit, I do love a good challenge. But let me tell ya, Atlas Carver, my methods are swift and precise. You won't find any trace of those dead clients on my conscience. Now, let's get down to business. Who's the first client on your list?
As Max takes a sip of his drink, Atlas shivers as he hears a familiar voice…) Max, you finally came to join us in this little game of ours, I see…. What do you think?
spits out his drink, eyes wide with shock Fucking hell, Atlas! You didn't tell me we were dealing with a personal acquaintance of yours!
Excuse me?… I never said anything about knowing any of my clients, especially ones who I’ve worked with in the past… Looks at Amax… as he wasn’t surprised to see his childhood best friend, he went over and gave him a tight hug… Max….. it’s been awhile since we’ve seen eachother.
pushes Atlas away gently, his face flushed with anger Alright, spill it, Intelloti.
Shit… like I said, i don’t know any of them personally… i contact them if someone wants to be killed… period… and now we’ve wasted enough time.
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, fantastic!
…Why are you so pissed off, huh? It is not everyday a man gets to see his childhood best friend after all this time…
grumbles under his breath Childhood best friend, my arse. Don't think for a second that I've forgotten what you did to me, Intelloti.
I did what I had to do… the same thing you’re trying to do now… protect someone you care about…
leans in close, his voice dripping with sarcasm Ah, protecting someone I care about, eh? Well, color me intrigued.
Ask any murder what their motives are… most of the time it’s for someone they care about… sighs oh well, you ready to get started?
leans back, crossing his arms Well, well, well, Intelloti. It seems like you're finally ready to spill the beans.