08-07-2016, 07:40 AM
Aria smile was dark. The threat on her life was no different through the perceived flippant reply - it hadn't been intended to be but the Regus sneered at every possible moment so why not make things worse. Aria replied calmly. "You think my smart mouth plays any part in my demise that I'm afraid of you are wrong, my Regus. I die by your hand today or I die from it later. I die from Borovksy's hand, or I die at the hands of a monster or even better yet the Ascendancy. Either way I die. It's a matter of whether or not my information dies with me at this point. However, I am flattered that my record is of more concern than Ascendancy despite the fact that Borovsky has already vetted every single report and his notes are in my files. So I'm glad to see you don't trust your right hand man - your Metatron".
Aria didn't care at this point that it made matters worse. They had already decided her fate. She could only hasten it's probability and honestly she didn't care right now.
Edited by Aria, Aug 7 2016, 07:41 AM.
Aria didn't care at this point that it made matters worse. They had already decided her fate. She could only hasten it's probability and honestly she didn't care right now.
Edited by Aria, Aug 7 2016, 07:41 AM.