Ed's new acquaintance smiles softly, and pats his shoulder.
"There's no need to worry about that, I'm just repaying you for helping out on that part-time shift. If you want something to repay, well... here, have another~"
He flags the bartender, who pours out another frothy mug of cold beer for Ed.
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The thug frowns at Coyote, but then snorts and smirks.
".... Well, everyone makes mistakes, innit right? Howsabout this, more a personal t'ing. There's this
one motherfucker, owes me money from a poker game, a lot of it. He keeps ducking out at the first sniffa me, though, and I'm tired of it. If's you could handle the matter for me, be much 'ppreciated if ya knows how I mean."
The thug considers, then clarifies.
"Just so's it's clear, and there's no mixups, I don't give a
fuck 'bout the money at this point, pretty obvious this shitstain ain't got it anyway.
Shoot the motherfucker, make a statement."
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"Well as far as transports go, public rates don't matter. I've got a deal going with some guys in the transport department. There's a special rate for the trains and a couple of buses, flash your badges and it'll be charged here. You'll want to keep about fifty in the money pool at all times for transport, and if it's in town? I ain't authorizing funds for it, so you best get used to walking for personal business. That said, important missions through Hokkaido gets you a flat rate of one, one-way per agent on the rails, if you're lucky and it's near a station. Two if you have to take a bus, and they're probably still eating a bit of the cost on gas so be grateful."
John and Jonah arrive in mid explanation, with the spoils of scavenging.
Unfortunately, neither of the mechanic shops you found had any work at the moment, but they'll keep you in mind if something comes up and they need a spare hand.
