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[lightofdawn]

I've been very, naughty and regret nothing...

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[bloodformoney]

"It's almost like you're saying he's just trying to blow smoke up our asses. Which, I mean, if you can't trust the word of a convicted asshole implicated in the biggest military scandal of the century, who can you trust?" Felix was laying the sarcasm on a bit thick now. But considering the man had been advocating for Price's death, it wasn't too surprising he wasn't exactly a fan.

Locus had overridden him on Price, just as he had with Washington. Because Felix didn't trust the Freelancer any farther than he could toss him with one pinkie. "When you decide to gut him like a fish, hit me up and maybe I'll even be a pal and let you borrow one of my knives." Jesus, was this dude serious or was it just some demented fucking act? "Locus will probably be pissed off but really, how many Feeelancers do we really need. And it seems to me, you have way more valuable intel about the Sim Troopers than Price does. Weren't you buddy-buddies with them? Well, buddy-buddies in that they too abandoned you and man you must have a super winning personality, don't you?"

[notyourrookie]

Wash shrugs, giving Felix a flat look before he snorts softly and looks away. At least he's not entirely stupid. "Just a warning. Your funeral if you don't want to listen." If they were going to ignore him, that was fine. He didn't care. He didn't care about much.

He definitely isn't planning to trust these men who came with their ultimatums. He just isn't planning to die any time soon either. It's a thought that jolts him a little. He remembers how ready he had been to die, how he'd wanted it when he faced the Meta and stood with Alpha. But now? No, he isn't planning to die.

Sim troopers. His lips press tight together for a moment. "They were a means to an end. And next time I see them, I'll probably kill them." Just another set of people who'd betrayed him, another set who he couldn't trust, who he'd never been important enough to. "That's rich coming from you."

[bloodformoney]

"While I'm touched by your concern, I know better than to accept what Price has to say at face value. He's going to string us along as long as he can because after that, we don't really have much use for him. A less trusting man would think that means he's expendable or is liable to find themselves in an airlock." This fucking guy. It was both a mocking taunt and a reminder of just how tenuous Washington's position was all at the same time.

Locus would have told him to shut up by now but his keeper wasn't there to muzzle him so the merc let his mouth run unchecked.

"Uh there is no 'probably' in this equation, Agent Washington. Your job is to kill them and Carolina if it comes to that. The Simulation Troopers are becoming a pain in our ass and there will be no quarter offered. Is that going to be a problem for you?" The voice that filtered through the speakers of Felix's helmet was silky but as dangerous as the naked edge of a blade.

[notyourrookie]

"As long as you know that," Wash says flatly. Appearing unconcerned about his own future isn't an act. He's spent too much time over the last few years not expecting to have one. He hadn't expected to be getting out of prison so this is already a step up.

God, his standards are rock bottom aren't they?

He tenses a little when Felix mentioned Carolina. He'd assumed that she was dead, at least until this had happened. But after that flicker of doubt, his stance hardens, jaw clenching. He hasn't seen her in years. She's dead to him already. She'd survived and had never even tried to find him. "Not a problem," he says. "I'll look forward to it."