Loan-Sharkin' vol. 1

Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "Ah!"
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "Hello there, my friend."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] smiles slightly. "Uhh.. hi."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham returns the man smiles as he takes a step forward. He presses his glasses up further on the bridge of his nose by a quarter inch. "How are you doing today, brother? Is life treating you well?"
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] shrugs his shoulders and looks around. "A uhhh good I guess."
[|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] says "And...yourself...doin' good today?"
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham nods somewhat, "That is very good, brother. And I am doing quite well, thank you for asking." He glances toward his left for a brief moment.
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] leans out the door way slightly to see what he was looking at.
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "A question for you, my friend. Are you in search of fine clothing for yourself or your loved ones?"
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] shrugs his shoulders. "Uhh I haven't thought about it, but I guess so."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham smiles somewhat, "I figured you might be, my friend. Perhaps some new boots or something of the sort?" He takes his glasses off and brings up the bottom of his shirt. He begins to clean the lenses of his glasses somewhat.
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] glances down to his own boots, worn and dusty, then back up to the man.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham brings his glasses up and inspects his work on the lenses. "Unless of course," he pauses for a moment while he places the glasses back into their respectful place, "money is an issue for you. Which I do understand, my friend, I truly do."
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "We live in troubling times, no doubt about it."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] rubs the back of his neck. "I'm not rich, but I got some coins on me."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham smiles somewhat, "Ah, an honest man. I respect that, my friend. Of course.. there is money to be had. If you have the will to take it, that is."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] raises a brow. "What do you mean?"
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham shrugs somewhat, adopting a rather faked innocent smile, "Well of course there is always the job allocations that can be had by /our great Empire/."
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "If you're into that sort of back-breaking labor, that is, brother."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] sucks in a breath and rubs his arm. "I'm not the uh strong type, I don't think it'd be my thing."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham takes a step forward, "Brother, listen to me. There is no need to be a strong and burly man for what I am thinking. You are smart, savvy. I respect that, my friend. I think you are they type of person who can spot a good deal when they see it, yes?"
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham motions toward his right, "Walk with me, brother. Let us talk back in my office. I am sure that I have an offer that may interest you. And.. if it does not, then there is no harm. No foul."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] looks to him and runs a hand through his hair thinking on the mans offer for a moment, before stepping forward.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham motions once more toward his right, "Come, brother. Follow me." He starts walking a few steps before glancing over his shoulder to ensure the man is following.
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "It is up here. On the left."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] looks around.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham rifles through his pocket for a moment, fishing out a set of keys. After a moment he unlocks the door and opens it, motioning for the man to sit down.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham locks the door back securly and turns his head as he does so, "Have a seat, my friend."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] slides into one of the chairs curiously looking around the office,
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham slides past the desk and settles himself into the chair opposite of the table, "Now, friend. I know times are tough. It is hard to get by in these days. We all look for help where we can get it, yes?"
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] nods slowly keeping track of the man's words.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham moves his hands somewhat, frowning somewhat as he continues to gesture as he speaks, "And when there is no one to help, then what? We are left broken. Men without money. And what is money, brother?"
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] shrugs his shoulders slightly continuing to listen to the man.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham leans forward somewhat, not waiting for an answer, "Money, in this world, is a life."
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "And that is what I offer you, my friend. I offer you a life. However you wish it, my friend. Tangable and mallible as you see fit. I offer you a hand and when you are ready and on your feet, you will do the same.""
[|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] says "Uhh...if you don't mind...what is the job you're offering me exactly?"
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "What I am saying, brother, is that I will allot you a sum of credits. Spend them however you wish. Once /you/ are ready and you can get your own income, you will pay me back. It is what friends do."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] "Like a uhh..," rubs his face slightly. "Like a loan?"
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham smiles somewhat, "One could call it that, yes. I prefer to think of it as an investment in your future. Your /life/, brother."
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] runs his hand through his hair and glances up to the man. "I...uh guess it wouldn't hurt."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham smiles brightly and claps his hands together once, "Excellent, brother. I know this is the best thing for you. Now, you have an ID, yes?"
[|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] says "Yeah, I think so."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham smiles and lets out a soft, "Oh." he pauses for a moment and lets out a small chuckle, "Where are my manners? I am Nathan. Or Mister Issham, if you prefer, it makes no difference. Let's see that ID of yours, shall we?"
** [|5'6"|NJ accent|Short...] nods his head slightly making note of his name. "Call me Bender," He would dig through his pockets and fish out his card offering it out to the man.
Q** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham reaches out and takes the ID card. "Thank you, Mister Bender." He sets the card face up on the desk and begins to copy information from it as he types onto the display infront of him. "Yes, yes... there we go. Now, my friend, let me explain things."
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "I, of course, cannot give you all the money I have, you know. It would not do well for me, brother. As such, I can start you out with a modest sum of money, say one hundered and fifty credits, and we can build /trust/ from there."
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "You understand, yes?"
** Cole Bender nods his head shrugging his shoulders.
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "Excellent, my friend. I am glad you agree."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham slides the card back over toward Cole, his task seemingly complete. "And of course, you're money." He looks down to his lower left and opens the desk drawer. From it he produces a credit stick and places it on top of the ID card.
** Cole Bender raises  a brow and slowly reaches or the money and his card.
** Cole Bender slides them both into his pocket a slight smile on his face.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham stands up and offers his hand across the desk towards Cole. It is quite clear he is offering to shake the man's hand. "As I said my friend, you are a very smart, savvy man. You know a great deal when you see it."
** Cole Bender stands up and takes his hand shaking it. "Likewise."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham smiles broadly, lets go of the man's hand, and makes his way toward the other side of the desk, "Come my friend, I will let you out."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham repeats the same motion of acquiring his keys once more and unlocking the door.
Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham says "It was most excellent doing buisness with you, my friend. I certainly hope that we can remain buisness partners in the future!"
** Cole Bender smiles and waves his hand as he heads for the door.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham takes a step forward, "Oh and brother.." he motions for the man to come back.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham takes a few steps foward, closing the gap between the two.
** Cole Bender looks up at him.
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham's tone is rather uncharacteristically stern and forceful, "Do not forget about me, friend. We are /friends/, yes?"
** Cole Bender smile slowly goes away as Nathan tone hardens, he would nod his head a bit in agreement speaking softly. "Yeah..of course man, I won't forget..."
** Nahiem 'Nathan' Issham appears to resume his calm, collected demenor towards the man as his smile returns, "Excellent, brother. I will be in touch, and of course, you know where to find me."
** Cole Bender moves back toward the door not in the high spirited mood he seemed to be in earlier. "See ya around."