[ Decommissioned research facility. This stinks of running to grab the Alpha all over again and look how well THAT turned out. His gut says to turn her down. This smells fishy, this smells like black ops and PFL and he is DONE with that. He's been done with that for years. He lost his eye and almost his lung and all his fucking friends and the one person that meant everything to him- and most of his mind.
He'd given them enough.
But now? This- someone drawls up with a lot of money and a job that he wouldn't dare take for anything. Even if he'd get a quarter for the first part.
He narrows his eyes behind his glasses at the datapad, preferring that to look at that instead of her helmet. The empty slot in the back of his head that held Delta tells him to bail. Third time will get him killed. He doesn't have armor, he doesn't have the healing unit, he doesn't have Delta. He doesn't even have a pointman that he trusts. Just a stranger. ]
I find motive to be more compelling than money when it comes to jobs like this. Care to share yours? [ She needs him more than he needs this job. And if all he's gonna get is a bullet in the back, he's not gonna do it. ]
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He'd given them enough.
But now? This- someone drawls up with a lot of money and a job that he wouldn't dare take for anything. Even if he'd get a quarter for the first part.
He narrows his eyes behind his glasses at the datapad, preferring that to look at that instead of her helmet. The empty slot in the back of his head that held Delta tells him to bail. Third time will get him killed. He doesn't have armor, he doesn't have the healing unit, he doesn't have Delta. He doesn't even have a pointman that he trusts. Just a stranger. ]
I find motive to be more compelling than money when it comes to jobs like this. Care to share yours? [ She needs him more than he needs this job. And if all he's gonna get is a bullet in the back, he's not gonna do it. ]