#((I love Shego calling out capitalism while also profiting from it like the scavenger she is))

[walkingshcdow]

Shego & Kim | Continued

"Not in the slightest. " She might have even argued that she was at her peak...might have, but didn't because there were days that the red bulls in the trash can blinded her in the morning. Of course she wouldn't admit as much to Shego and instead took the champagne glass offered- swig taken (a larger amount than she should've) and shook her head at the idea. Tempting as it was- and it was tempting to have a little more income than the part-time she was constantly ditching out on- it felt wrong to do contract work. To put a price on doing the right thing? There was evil and there was capitalistic evil. Both were lines she tried to make sure she didn't cross. "I'm really not in this 'biz' for profit, you know. Even if the perks can be pretty spankin'. "Which it often was. Early access to things, private planes, elite invites and favors owed by some of the top governments in the world. It wasn't a job without its niceties even if it was her neck on the line.

"Spankin'," Shego echoed flatly.

That was one way of putting it. She thought of the tax-free cash bonuses she'd gotten over the years. The services. The travel. She was in it for the thrill of the game, but sometimes the perks were all you had to remind you that you were winning. She took a sip of the wine and puckered her lips.

"Don't tell me you're still convinced you're helping people. You're smarter than that, princess. Think about it. Who does more damage to the average Joe - a lunatic like Dr. D or a corporation with sharks for stockholders?"