Post by Chris on Jun 6, 2010 11:43:41 GMT -5
Hans relaxed, casually sipping on a martini as he kicked back in Sebastian's chair. He looked up at the brooding Standartenfuhrer as he paced back and forth with a look of quiet rage forming across his face. The interspheral man of mystery placed the glass down as he looked at his watch. "Can't count on a rogue to be honorable Mein Fuhrer."
The Schutzstaffel Spy stood up, taking a moment to straighten his tuxedo jacket. "It would seem they aren't interested in keeping up their end of the bargain."
Sebastian stopped mid stride, glaring at the always Smug Hans. "Careful Bond..."
He was not about to be made a fool of by some second rate rogue; The Schutzstaffel were not to be crossed, and Konishi would soon learn his mistake.
The Standartenfuhrer sat down in his now vacated seat, rubbing his temple pensively as he figured out how to correct this setback; last time he trusts a rogue to do his dirty work...
"Bond..." Sebastian hesitated after addressing his operative. "I have something I need you to do for me..."
Hans' interest was peaked as he waited to hear what his fuhrer had on his mind. "As you wish Herr Brennan."
"Find that son of a bitch and secure that nuclear warhead... I want it in my possession and soon. I trust you can handle this, Bond..." His eyes betrayed a bit of spite and anger as he awaited acknowledgment of the Spy's mission.
"But of course Mein Fuhrer." He flashed a charming and charismatic smile as he finished off his martini, placing the glass on the edge of his commander's desk. "Consider it done."
With out another word, he disappeared out the door and made his way to begin hunting down the dishonorable rogue; it shouldn't be too hard to track a massive artillery suit, especially one that was of Duchy origins.
The Schutzstaffel Spy stood up, taking a moment to straighten his tuxedo jacket. "It would seem they aren't interested in keeping up their end of the bargain."
Sebastian stopped mid stride, glaring at the always Smug Hans. "Careful Bond..."
He was not about to be made a fool of by some second rate rogue; The Schutzstaffel were not to be crossed, and Konishi would soon learn his mistake.
The Standartenfuhrer sat down in his now vacated seat, rubbing his temple pensively as he figured out how to correct this setback; last time he trusts a rogue to do his dirty work...
"Bond..." Sebastian hesitated after addressing his operative. "I have something I need you to do for me..."
Hans' interest was peaked as he waited to hear what his fuhrer had on his mind. "As you wish Herr Brennan."
"Find that son of a bitch and secure that nuclear warhead... I want it in my possession and soon. I trust you can handle this, Bond..." His eyes betrayed a bit of spite and anger as he awaited acknowledgment of the Spy's mission.
"But of course Mein Fuhrer." He flashed a charming and charismatic smile as he finished off his martini, placing the glass on the edge of his commander's desk. "Consider it done."
With out another word, he disappeared out the door and made his way to begin hunting down the dishonorable rogue; it shouldn't be too hard to track a massive artillery suit, especially one that was of Duchy origins.