⌈ 02 ⌋ ✘ ⌊ AUDIO ⌉

[followorders]

[After searching for him for a week he's finally come to terms with it. He doubts anyone who knows Felix for who he truly is would care but there are those who still believe in the lies he fed them. Either way, Locus knows what he needs to do. However much he'd prefer to remain silent on the matter he turns on the device.]

Felix is gone.

[The recording captures the filtered voice spreading it through the network.]

The deal is off.

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Comments

voice

[bestsword]

[Oh good he wondered where Locus was hiding.]

What deal.

voice

[followorders]

The one Agent Washington never bothered to tell you about.

voice

[bestsword]

[What the fuck.]

Great.

Mind enlightening me.

voice

[followorders]

[There's a long silence that follows those words while Locus weighs the pros and cons of that until finally: ]

One condition.

permavoice

[bestsword]

[.............


Yeah, he doesn't like this at all.

Even with Felix gone, Locus is still dangerous.]

Yeah, sorry, but the only copies of my photoshoot are in the himPort calendar, so you'll have to buy it.

[followorders]

[You're a weaker version of Felix's constant sass, so that answer hardly phases him and he continues on entirely ignoring the comment.]

Do you accept?

[bestsword]

Okay, why the fuck would I accept a condition from an asshole like you without knowing what it is first.

[followorders]

[In a smooth tone.]

I'll give you the details. Face to face.

[bestsword]

Yyyyyeah, I'm not that dumb.

[followorders]

Take it or leave it.

[He's feeling you out. Either choice you make, he'll get his answer.]

[bestsword]

How about you tell me what it is, and I don't hunt you down.

[Only sort of an empty threat. With it just being Locus, he's fairly sure the team could take Locus down, but he doesn't necessarily want to if he doesn't have to.]

[followorders]

[He sends him his coordinates.]

I doubt your tracking skills.

[bestsword]

You really do think I'm that stupid.

Wow.

[followorders]

No. I think you're looking for answers and as we both know, Agent Washington lacks the capacity to give any sort of meaningful information.

[bestsword]

Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

[Not alone, anyway.]

[followorders]

Suit yourself.

[And with that, Locus learns one very important fact. Tucker is afraid of him. Whatever deal they made wouldn't change the fact that they would never see eye to eye. He didn't expect trust, but fear? That alone gave him confidence in dissolving a deal that meant nothing to any of them. Washington hadn't even bothered to clue them in, so why should he keep up the pretense?

No, whatever happened next. He wouldn't rely on the sim troopers or their freelancer agents.]

PRIVATE

[worstever]

Planning to get in the first move?

[Nonchalant, to try to offset the wariness.]

PRIVATE

[followorders]

The deal is off.

Our communication is no longer required Agent Washington.

[His tone is even derived of any inflections.]

PRIVATE

[worstever]

You're outnumbered.

[Ignoring you!]

PRIVATE

[followorders]

I've always been outnumbered.

[As one of his men once said: Quality over quantity.]

PRIVATE

[worstever]

But you're stooping to trying to lure one of us out alone?

PRIVATE

[followorders]

You both know where he's going.

[He didn't lock that conversation for a reason Wash. You should know by now that Locus always does everything for a reason.]

PRIVATE

[worstever]

And neither of us are walking into a confrontation on your terms. Amateur, Locus.

PRIVATE

[followorders]

Did you expect a confrontation Agent Washington?

PRIVATE

[worstever]

Yes, I do. Our agreement was tenuous at best. I'm surprised nothing has happened before this.

PRIVATE

[followorders]

I keep my word, Agent Washington.

That's why I'm terminating our deal.

[With that he ends the transmission.]