forever open rp post (2016 edition)

[hellofoxtrots]

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[egotistics]

[ oh, he knows. locus wants that suit of armor - as much as locus wants anything. the questions about the meta - to felix, it makes sense. the meta became a weapon, and so in his armor locus probably thinks he can do the same. (at least, in felix's opinion).

felix just wants the armor because it's going to have all kinds of nice enhancements. all the better to do his job with, as soon as he repaints it. because he's going to. fuck keeping the 'intimidation' factor of it.

regardless, felix can easily refocus his frustration out on his partner. plans are just talk. ]

Wow, I never thought I would have heard you going in for balls to the wall hail mary's.

[ felix knows that's not what locus meant. felix knows locus would be the last one to suggest such an idea, but felix is also trying to get under his skin so being in his own won't make him want to murder sharkface and price. ]

[agnominal]

[ But Locus doesn't rise to the bait. His mind is elsewhere, and that's dangerous. He knows it. Felix knows it. Questioning things just complicates them, and complications are the last thing they need right now. Their numbers are dwindling, and they're walking a razor's edge between victory and defeat.

The Meta wasn't trying to become a weapon at all.

Weakness. That's what killed him. Plain and simple.

The silence stretches. Normally something fills the air between them, barbed banter if nothing else, even if it's as curt as a demand for his partner to be quiet. The distance seems to be widening by the day, and he's not sure what that means either. Something needles at him, perhaps what Washington said, perhaps something Price mentioned.

This lack of certainty is disquieting.

He shifts on his feet, moves towards the table at the room's center, realizing at last that Felix has said something and turning his head to glance at the other mercenary. ]

You have a better idea?

laaaate as hell. i'd add in siris n stuff but for now i'm gonna wait in case there's Huge Revelation

[egotistics]

Get better partners, for one.

[ an old threat, and a dig at locus himself. locus mind is elsewhere, which is worrisome, frustrating. felix likes to think he knows locus well enough but sometimes locus throws curve balls at him and felix has learned to hate them. ]

If you weren't so distracted I'd say we should just take a small team, sneak in, and smash Doyle's face in ourselves, but Armonia's locked up tighter than Fort Knox and they've probably got either of those freelancers on him.

[ there's still an edge that says felix has half a mind to do it anyway. he wants this job done, he wants to vaporize tucker, wash, and carolina and not have to worry about them again. ]