
Dusty - Tags: Shadow
Dusty saw her stop... then... reverse surprisingly up to him. He blinked, and started to follow again, noting more cars giving him clearance, though they didn't seem to like it. He sighed, and moved beside her knowingly. "I don't think that's true. Come on Shadow... you... you and I well... we care about each other... we can admit that... it's not a secret... so... I just get the sense that... yeah something is wrong." He was noting how the red and blue... formed this just... unnatural light to everything, including her black paintwork. It didn't look... anything like what he was used to, and Dusty looked up, trying to will that second moon away... he didn't want a red moon... he wanted it gone...
"You hesitated... considerably." He pointed out to her. "Want to... tell me what it is?" he asked. "I mean come on... I know you might not be willing to fully open up to me just yet but... there's gotta be... I dunno I just want to know, OK?" he asked now. "If there's something wrong, I'd like to know so I can help... in any way I can. Were you upset that I tried to set up an appointment? Was that it?" he asked uncertainly. "I mean... I just want answers... I'm like you with Axlerod... I can't just sit back idly and watch... I want to... get back at those who did this to my hometown... who continue to do this to me!" he said, more heavily here. "You... you understand... right?"
Oskar - Tags: Spray, Jigsaw, Rush
Oskar winced, but looked at Spray seriously. "So... one of our own is in jeopardy... I guess the question remains in that case Herr Krane: what do we intend to do about it? I agree that we need answers, but how to obtain them? The obvious answer... well first of all... what did your office say? I'm curious about that." Oskar stated, frowning. "You seemed... upset or irritated or something regarding it. But tell me... Agent Krane... they mentioned a name... Carew... how did that individual even know we were looking into him? We hadn't started doing so tonight! So... don't you find that suspicious?" the Komet asked voicing his concern. "I mean none of us mentioned it around dinner... did we?" he asked, looking from one to the other. "It's the first I've heard of this guy to be honest... so how did they even know? I mean... are we looking into him?" Oskar chuckled, an amused look crossing his features now.
Miles - Tags: Shinn
"No, no, no, I am NOT spending my time on a military ship, thank you! That'll remind me too much of prison, no offense!" he insisted here. "I want... ugh... I just want to feel alive again! I'm sorry but... I just... I really want to pay for a beach side hotel! I know it's not the best idea but... look I'll contact my security detail... I'm sure it'll be fine! I'll register under an assumed name and all!" he said to Shinn, almost pleadingly, his eyes searching him.
"Please... I just... I don't want to go into some drab gray cell again! I want... I want real LIFE! I can't... I can't tell you how much I want that! I want to wake up to the surf and the sun and just... feel alive again! Like I'm not... bound for a prison cell when this is all over." he sighed. "I wouldn't expect you to understand but... I just... please don't make me stay in a place that reminds me of prison... please." he begged, his voice having dropped here. "I would sell my soul to avoid that! Look!" he nodded at a particularly tall looking hotel just up the beach. "How about that place? I pay for the presidential suite or whatever they have... and I just get... a real night's rest. A night where I can listen to the waves... look out over the dark ocean and just... drift to sleep. Can you allow that?" he asked the fighter hopefully.