06-05-2019, 09:47 PM
Ivan frowned. So the guy- Pavlo- could channel and was also becoming one of those things. or whatever Nox had said. Yeah, he echoed Nox's concern. Bad enough to have shit like that around. But who knew what those lab rats were up to. He sighed. "What the fuck is wrong with these people? I mean I get the desire to experiment and learn and shit. But fuck! If Pavlo was a channeler and was like the things you-" he nodded at Nox "- and I saw the last time- if that was what they were making....Fuck!" He didn't need to finish his sentence. Bad enough they were those things. But adding in the power? Yeah, buncha chuckle-fucks who seriously needed their heads cracked, that was for sure. Like yesterday.
He looked at Lih. To his credit, the kid- well, to be fair, they were probably the same age. Yet there was something slightly...submissive maybe? about him. Unsure. Still, as he was thinking, to Lih's credit he was willing despite any underlying fear. You couldn't always help fear. He sure as shit felt it watching his ma and pop and sisters and brothers with guns to their head in Yun's office. Fear definitely, along with rage. With Danya- and even moreso, Zara- that fear would turn to full blown terror.
But that just pissed him off- like seriously, I'm not even joking- and made him even more determined to get free. So it wasn't bad the fear was in Lih. At least the guy didn't let it hold him back. He smiled reassuringly though addressed his words to Dorian. "Yeah, I agree with Nox. Nox and I will be enough muscle, for now, along with Lih. Anymore and we have too many moving parts to keep track of. The power is good. And I've got my gun. And maybe Nox will let me peek to see what he has in his bag. I mean, aside from his porn collection, anyway." A grin. This was serious and all. But that's why you had to cut the tension. It was a way of dealing with stress.
He paused, considering. Eventually, he'd speak to consul DuBois. But Dorian had connections- not just as Domovoi and a cop for decades. As Atharim. "But I'd like something from you, Dorian, in return. There's a certain....person who's shown up on my radar. She's causing trouble for me." He stopped, looking at Nox and Lih, trying to decide. Likely, they wouldn't know what he was talking about. It was just a name, after all. "Woman by the name of Yun Kao." He could give more, of course. The Syndicate. Dirty cops. All that stuff. But the single name should be enough to get him something. "You think you can help me out?"
He looked at Lih. To his credit, the kid- well, to be fair, they were probably the same age. Yet there was something slightly...submissive maybe? about him. Unsure. Still, as he was thinking, to Lih's credit he was willing despite any underlying fear. You couldn't always help fear. He sure as shit felt it watching his ma and pop and sisters and brothers with guns to their head in Yun's office. Fear definitely, along with rage. With Danya- and even moreso, Zara- that fear would turn to full blown terror.
But that just pissed him off- like seriously, I'm not even joking- and made him even more determined to get free. So it wasn't bad the fear was in Lih. At least the guy didn't let it hold him back. He smiled reassuringly though addressed his words to Dorian. "Yeah, I agree with Nox. Nox and I will be enough muscle, for now, along with Lih. Anymore and we have too many moving parts to keep track of. The power is good. And I've got my gun. And maybe Nox will let me peek to see what he has in his bag. I mean, aside from his porn collection, anyway." A grin. This was serious and all. But that's why you had to cut the tension. It was a way of dealing with stress.
He paused, considering. Eventually, he'd speak to consul DuBois. But Dorian had connections- not just as Domovoi and a cop for decades. As Atharim. "But I'd like something from you, Dorian, in return. There's a certain....person who's shown up on my radar. She's causing trouble for me." He stopped, looking at Nox and Lih, trying to decide. Likely, they wouldn't know what he was talking about. It was just a name, after all. "Woman by the name of Yun Kao." He could give more, of course. The Syndicate. Dirty cops. All that stuff. But the single name should be enough to get him something. "You think you can help me out?"