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Post by Daz on Apr 2, 2008 20:25:30 GMT
"That's illegal. They can't force me to do anything."
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Post by captsparrowslady on Apr 2, 2008 20:40:27 GMT
"Actually, it's the CIA, they can do anything." I pointed out, "I've been in this business for a long time... the only way out is retirement, which you're not old enough for, or if they fire you, which they don't ever really fire people... if they want to get rid of somebody they send them on a suiside mission... which is what Mexico was meant to be for me but I was stronger than that, and damn lucky." I smirked.
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Post by Daz on Apr 2, 2008 20:43:10 GMT
I stare at the floor, frowning.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Apr 2, 2008 20:53:46 GMT
"I've tried telling you that." I said. "And if you tell them that you want out they're reaction will be varied. I've seen it happen. They either just send them on mindless missions with hardly a pause between or they send them on suiside missions..."
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Post by Daz on Apr 2, 2008 21:12:28 GMT
"Then what am I supposed to do?"
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Post by captsparrowslady on Apr 2, 2008 21:17:36 GMT
"Well, the only way they give you early retirement is if you injure yourself on the job to a point that you can't do the job at hand any more. They wanted to retire me but I fought against it." I said, "And I doubt you want to get yourself injured in a permanant fashion." I added, "If they find you to mentally unstable, they might put you on probation, but you'd be locked up in a metal institution and placed under watch until you're sane enough to go back to work." I said, "I don't know of anybody whose gotten out for lesser reasons."
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Post by Daz on Apr 3, 2008 17:40:58 GMT
"Okay. Next time we go out, make sure I get shot in the leg or something."  I decide, not sure if I'm serious or not. |
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Post by captsparrowslady on Apr 3, 2008 18:27:19 GMT
"No... see, you'll have to loose a leg if you want them to kick you out." I said, "You can heal from a gunshot wound. I've been shot so many times I've lost track. I think I've been shot something like... 20 or 30 times... maybe more. And I've survived it. In Mexico alone I was shot 3 times I think. Once in the arm, just a graze... and once in each thigh." I said.
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Post by Daz on Apr 4, 2008 18:49:09 GMT
"... Damnit." I mutter, getting up to sort out the room a little. Well mainly, my suitcase, which still remains unpacked. I guess I should put a few things in the wardrobe.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Apr 4, 2008 19:40:34 GMT
I just stayed on the bed and chilled while I heard Alice move around the room. "So... um... whatcha doin?" I asked.
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I decide, not sure if I'm serious or not.