Merry Christmas, happy holidays, and hello.
This post is just meant to serve as a short update from your friendly neighborhood Rabbit, and I really must put an emphasis on the short bit as I was barely able to convince Rat to let me type this out, and even now she's standing over my shoulder watching the screen as I do.
This holiday season brings with it good news and not so good news.
Good news: We finished our job successfully, as is to be expected from a duo with such a high completion rate, found some interesting info, neither of us died, and we got a new laptop out of it.
Not so good news: My hands got fucked. Majorly. I probably created a new revenge plot. Maybe. Jury is still out on that one.
The Boss (really more Rat (who acts like she's The Boss more often than not if I'm being honest), and I don't care that she can see me typing this) has had me on unwilling "rest period" until my hands get better. The vacation (or sick leave, I guess?) would be nice if it was an actual vacation, with real rest, but all it's really meant is that my role in our assignments has been far less direct, which in turns means that it's far more boring.
Scouting, research, and stalking. These aren't things I'm inexperienced with, but it blows that I have to do all the work with none of the pay off. I don't even get to confront people.
Then when we're not working she doesn't let me do anything. Not that there's been much I could do.
Rat and I have swapped roles, basically.
She would never tell The Boss but she hates it as much as I do. Not really the type that likes getting her hands dirty if she can avoid it but because mine have been fucked she can't.
Either way, the fact that I can even type this probably means I'm almost fully recovered, or at least enough so that I can go back to doing my actual job.
Once I've got a clear bill of health from Rat I'll be sure to update again and explain exactly what got me hurt in the first place.
Until then, watch your hands.
~Rabbit
So are you still coming to hunt my ass down when you heal up?
ReplyDeleteDepends.
DeleteYou gonna make it easy for me and tell me where you are?
~Rabbit
Fuck no. Like I said before, if you're going to come after me, you do the fucking work.
DeleteThen maybe.
DeleteYou may or may not have been pulled further up the naughty list. Look at the bright side though, you might not be lonely for very much longer.
~Rabbit
Take a number and get in fucking line bunnykins
DeleteCan't exactly say that I feel sorry for your hands getting mangled which in result prevents you from murdering people, in fact I'd say you had it coming and fully deserve it, especially when you threaten people that I like.
ReplyDeleteBut you haven't exactly done anything that really pisses me off, so I guess I can wish you a Merry Christmas, here's hoping this year you'll be less of a douche.
That's a decidedly neutral stance you have there. Makes it hard for me to get a read on where we stand, but that's okay.
DeleteIf it makes you feel better, don't look at it like I'm murdering people, think of it like I'm a repo man. I'm just taking back something that someone already gave away but tried to take back as if they didn't. Does that make sense?
~Rabbit
Can you blame me? You haven't exactly provided any details about yourself or the nature of what it is that you do. All I know is that you're a proxy and that you hunt down other proxies for whatever reason.
DeleteNo it doesn't, but then again I'm not twisted enough to allow it to make sense, simply because I don't see human lives as things one can simply give away or take.