[AROUND 18 YEARS AGO, SOMEWHERE IN FLORIDA]
Inhale… Exhale…
Alright. Another day at work. You've been requiting the new batch of mercenaries for both BLUE and LIME and you got to four people thus far. It's been 6 months and you have only got to four. Your name is MP, a loyal employee of Skaia Co and you just came out of your flight to find your guy. Alright… That person on your list is… 'Daquiel "Alexander" Enriis'. Done multiple assassinations and involved in multiple bombings but haven't been discovered…. Current lives in an apartment with his older sister… How old is he again? 18. Huh. Wonder how he- Oh, found the door.
Knock knock…
A very intimidating woman answers the door. Not even scared of her. 'Sides, giving contracts to maniacs should already give you enough. You're guessing she's his sister. You greeted her and asked if a 'Daquiel Enriis' is home followed by saying there's a very important thing you'd like to talk to him in private about. She didn't respond for a few seconds, presumably observing you but you, before inviting you inside so she could fetch his brother. You cautiously walked in and sat down on the couch in the living room. She walked off. About a minute later, you heard a knock to a few rooms near you. A male voice then can be heard talking, but it's muffled to the point you can't hear what's being said. Ah hell, just let them talk, jeez.
Not much time passed and now the woman arrives with… There he is, the guy you're after. Daquiel sits down on the couch near you and his sister goes upstairs. "So, what's this all about?" He starts. Your eyes looked around for a moment, then answered you're a representative to a company and he's being chosen to be one with the team. His eyebrows raised a tiny bit, surprised. "What." He whisper-yelled. You explained there's a, well, war between two companies and he's been chosen to be hired by Skaia Co to work in the LIME Team. You guess you can say he's being drafted, since that's the very accurate way of saying things. That seemed to peak his interest. Good. "Oh, so a war or a war-war?" You responded that you can call it the other thing because there is killing. Now that you think about it, think assassinations but not really. You'll be paid for every kill, definitely. These people are real bad though. He went silent. You did remember the administrator did say he's a little desperate for a job. You're guessing he's considering it.
"You sure you got the right guy?" Oh, you're absolutely sure. "Alright so let me get this straight. So this job requires me to kill bad people and get money for those killings." We hear you can even build your own weapons and you can bring those to battle. And before he answers, we at Skaia Co. just know. "... How much am I being paid, exactly?" That question should be asked to the administrator. That is, are you in? "Oh yeah. I'm so in." There will be a letter mailed to you tomorrow or so. Good day, Mr. Enriis. "Just call me Dake."
