Mal pris, how did I choose this path? Running with some petite girls playing to be big time and here I am like a vieux among them. When Rigger and I got to Vancouver I thought we could kick back for a while but all it did was make me lazy, rusty, like some old car on blocks. At least he did something with his cut instead of pissing it away, suppose I still have the wasp but can’t let it come to selling that off. Should have known the honey pot wouldn’t last but at least the rent’s paid up for a few months, takes off the pressure a bit even if pressure is what I need. Guess that’s why I took on this lot, better than hiding in the swamps or being on the run again. The lead on that Goblin rocker could have gone better and I don’t even want to start on Zipper. Heard the bubblegum princess was in there waving her gun around as if they didn’t stick out enough. That’s why I decided to start writing down the runs, maybe I can learn from them.
My performance has been sloppier than saloppe off East Hastings. Got myself too excited to use the tickets I forged for the concert job, barged right in the front. What a mistake, couldn’t have been more out of place if I tried. If we hadn’t gotten Bubblegum to the roof we’d have been really been sunk but seeing her climb, honestly expected a little more. Should get her some gecko gloves and take her in to the gym for some training. Good thing that Jagger is such a tahyo for novacoke, one mention with a dash of charm is all it took to get me into the back. It was lucky that he didn’t see the laughable attempt to slip under the bouncer’s legs, they barely noticed me bounce off them. Bubblegum still did her job, thought we’d get a little more but c’est la vie. My exit was less than smooth, bad excuses to the orks got them riled up and then I failed my dismount on the flip out of the room. Owe myself a few hours on the mat for that one, if it wasn’t for the healing voodoo I’d have been in a pinch. Still, we all made it out with our all our limbs so there’s that. Not sure if the gals have clued into to my powers yet, won’t be able to keep quiet on it for too much longer. Most people already don’t expect dwarves to be as agile let alone jump 10 times their height.
Going after Zipper was a new mess all together, have to keep my eye on Bubblegum. She’s reckless, someone that jacked in waving a gun around and threatening a regular in a hacker bar just cause she’s bored, what was she thinking? She was lucky to leave a place like that with her mind still working let alone her gear and augmentation. This is why I don’t go in for that, my body is mine and I won’t let it be dirtied by this modern tech. Might need to babysit the princess and Library Jane a little more instead of running off for pie with Lynx even if it did afford exit cover. Pleasant girl that Lynx, even got right into the bourbon, but don’t think she wants to play madame any time soon, not with old Beauregard. Still don’t know her that well and she came as a package with Bubblegum so I should probably watch her too.
They still got the job done though, found us a name: Loomis. Don’t think there was any more even I could have gotten out of her. Went for a drink down at the Drowning Crawfish to see if Rigger knows anything while the ladies poked their informants. Rigger was only good for what he knows best these days, keeping anyone who can pay lubricated enough to forget whatever they’re hiding from. At least we know where to hit next, the Cabo Club. Not a terrible place for the likes of me but hopefully the rest of them won’t cause too much suspicion, or trouble. Enough ramblings from this old Cajun, time enough left to sharpen the knives and let my bow sing a few notes.