lawyer o'clock

[imfine1111one]

Who: Apollo and Whoever!
Broadcast: Yes, in A
Action: Yes!
When: AT SOME POINT

[A: ILLEGAL SUBSTANCES

Sent via radio broadcast only, but honestly, his voice is plenty recognizable.]

Um!! So has anyone else applied to those delivery jobs? If you haven't er. . .don't bother. I don't think it's normal to show up, and then just, hypothetically, have them shove a non descript paper bag of moss at you with a smudged address on an index card. T-that said! Does anyone know of any environmentally friendly ways to dispose of a large amount of rare moss? Asking for a friend.

[Should anyone want to bump into him, he's down on an asteroid, trying really hard to figure out where to hide this. Maybe tossing it at the back of a fast food joint?? Who the heck knows.]

[B: A BOY AND HIS ROCK

LAWYERS HAVE TO EAT and pay nonexistent bills, so after former Questionable Activity, Apollo decides to take on a less morally ambiguous job. Pet sitting!!

Except the client has left him in the care of just. A really big rock, roughly just below half his size. It even has a jeweled collar. And of course, the owner insisted that he walk it. So, should you be taking a stroll on the Meston asteroid, you may just spot Apollo, trying his best to push a rock down a sidewalk, or is sitting beside it, angrily staring at it. Why this, why him, always.]

Maybe I should have stuck with the delivery service.

Comments

B

[geonomy]

[This place has been utterly fascinating for Clay, if utterly nerve-wracking with the lack of light in some places. Thankfully, this asteroid isn't so bad. And who should he see but his best bud?! Sitting by... a rock! Huh!

Clay squats down beside him, leaning over slightly to get a better look at the rock, then at Apollo.]

Stuck between a rock and a hard place?

[8D]

A

[save_the_souls]

...Are you talking about a drug drop?

[BECAUSE THAT SOUNDS LIKE A DRUG DROP APOLLO]

B

[sylphid]

[Passing by the rock and grumpy looking guy with antennae, teenage girl slows her pace to peer down at the pair.]

Have you tried bribing it? [It's said with such sincerity... Sort of.]

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[survivalistcookbook]

[Eugene is fully aware of what this job sounds and probably looks like - which is why he's so amused by the whole thing.]

It sounds like you're being pretty judgemental of your client's packaging methods, there.

[imfine1111one]

[JUST GIVES HIM THIS FACE. The rock, remains, a rock, though the collar on it it looks like it's worth 10x Apollo's salary.]

Ha ha, hilarious. But not entirely wrong.

[imfine1111one]

I am not speaking of any activity in any specific circumstance.

[Y E S]

[imfine1111one]

[Maybe he's a rock alien, Apollo looks silly enough. He huffs, giving up shoving it, and flopping over it as he glares up at the newcomer.]

Given how weird people are here, I honestly can't tell if you're joking.

[save_the_souls]

...Uh huh.

Why would anyone hire you for that sort of delivery?

[Apollo's so straight-laced even rulers seem crooked]

[imfine1111one]

That's not the only thing I'm judging, trust me. Still, they could have used something less--er. Universally suspicious.

[WHY NOT A GROCERY BAG. OR A CONTAINER. Why, space dealers!!]

[imfine1111one]

[AND YET HE KEEPS MEETING THE SHADIEST PEOPLE]

Maybe they didn't expect anyone to willingly apply for the offer so fast? Though you would
think putting LAWYER on my profile would deter certain employers.

[save_the_souls]

Maybe they don't know what a lawyer is.

[Like he knows how the legal system works in these places]

I say you should finish the delivery then get out of there. You don't want them thinking you've stolen their goods.

[sylphid]

Hm, who knows... [Now that her intent is COMPLETELY AND TOTALLY clarified, she looks at him again, somehow appearing a little unimpressed despite her expression not changing at all.]

Are you giving up moving it already?

[imfine1111one]

[Crystal clear, not vague, a clear blue sky. He frowns, and rudely sits on the rock proper.]

I'm not giving up, just, er. We're taking a breather, that's all. If I could bribe a rock, at this point, I actually would consider it.

[imfine1111one]

--gkk.

In retrospect I probably should not have written our ship name on the resume. But even if I wanted to, I can't finish it if I barely understand where they want me to take it! There isn't even a proper contact number!

[save_the_souls]

....You gave an actual resume to a drug dealer.

[W o w.

He sighs a little]

Do you need help?

[imfine1111one]

Again, hypothetically. . .I may have. It seemed like a legitimate offer at the time.

I'm currently weighing my options of just dumping it, but also all my prints are all over the bag now.

[save_the_souls]

[...............]

Look, how about I come help? Maybe I can help figure out where you're supposed to go, or at least scare the dealer enough to make him leave you alone.

[imfine1111one]

[Don't judge him allen walker!! A beat of quiet, Apollo considering, maybe, he should not just leave it at space!McDonalds and accidentally get an employee in trouble.]

. . .Fine. . .

I'm down on Meston, near--[INSERT ESTABLISHED LOCATION HERE]

[sylphid]

Maybe it responds to a set of commands.

[AGAIN with the not vagueness. She's so helpful.] Run forward and try whistling for it.

[imfine1111one]

[He crosses his arms, huffing.]

That's ridiculous, I'm not going to whistle for a rock.

. . .

[. . .

HUFF....

AND YET.

He stands, dragging his feet, until he walks a couple yards away.

And he claps his hands.]

Here boy, here Rover. Just. C'mere.

[save_the_souls]

Okay.

[He can probably put those coordinates in his shuttle, hopefully]

Give me about 30 minutes? I'll be there. Just...lay low.

[sylphid]

[Fie watches silently, only moving to crouch by the rock and lean towards it intently. She nods once, then calls over to Apollo.]

It says it won't follow you until you get its name right.

[geonomy]

What? Can't get it to move?

[This face in return]

Would you say it's being stubborn as a rock?

[8DD]

[imfine1111one]

Alright. I don't tend to stick out much, so it's fine.

[He's still wearing his bright red suit and his hair in those antennae he absolutely stands out.

For now, he camps out on a bench near said space!mcdonalds, trying his damnedest to look casual, but letting out a small squeak whenever anyone who remotely looks like law enforcement wanders by. His nerves are not meant for this.]

[imfine1111one]

--eh?! What are you, some kind of rock whisperer?

I forgot what the lady called it! I just know it began with an r, I assume because it is a rock.