Storming through the hidden passage, Neeva enters the armsdealer lair ready to break his face. The gun barely managed to take down her target, and adding insult to injury it broke apart before she could even put it back to its holster. The red colored Kyn sitting on his chair, hair hiding his eyes seemed to have expected her return.



Before she could even say a word, another Kyn walked in, a white colored one wearing medic attire, she kissed him while staring at Neeva fuming with rage. Neeva threw the broken gun at the male '' Listen ya bloody moron, I could have been killed earlier! I thought you were selling guns, not fucking PELLET SHOOTER!!''.




The male simply smiled '' Hey Neevy glad you are still alive, knew you had it in you! Kel helped me a lot when i needed investors, so i was more than happy to help her. But when it comes to helping a face i never met, i don't want to waste my fine merchandise without a proper handshake you see.''. The female Kyn walked to a different room and brought back 3 glasses and a bottle of expensive alcohol.




He offered a glass to Neeva who poured it on his head, the female tried to fight back but he gestured her to stop '' It's alright darling, i did gave her a crappy gun. Well my purple friend, i promise i won't give you shit this time.... Please, have a drink now. We have much to discussed''. Neeva accepted the glass this time, the female sat on a crate listening to the conversation.



The male introduced himself '' My name is Phom, and this here is my lovely wife Onvi. While i sell guns for people to injure eachother, she works as a doctor to heal their wounds. Then when they are out of the hospital, they buy guns too for revenge and we keep the cash flowing!''


Neeva shook her head '' So Kel is aiding criminals now huh.... What kind of grave did i dug myself into..'' Onvi laughed '' don't worry about that doll, im sure you want to buy a looooot of guns to get revenge against the one who took your limbs out, i'll be there ready to patch em up haha!''.




She lost her patience and turned around, growling Neeva replied '' call Kel and have her explain the rest, im sick of you two at the moment, Also ..... Is that a fucking Skeeter'' . Phom clapped once '' oh yeah! Thanks again for that, you see i managed to hack one just fine, but the second one, i had butter fingers and it went crazy. You saved me a lot of trouble!''.



Tired of being taken as a joke, she slammed the door and walked away, onvi sat on Phom laps as she poured more alcohol into their glasses '' Oh i can tell this one is going to be fun to work with haha!''.

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