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Post by zerodash0 on Oct 20, 2011 13:47:43 GMT -5
Rem was feelin' good, he'd just won a spar against Dolvich, proving(to himself at least) that rank had little to do with skill. He'd also just heard that Link Rocz had been thrown in the bridge. "Just what that little pervert-ninja needs." Rem thought with a smile.
Deciding he had to see this for himself, Rem wandered down to the brig and banged on the cell door where Link should be imprisoned. With a happy tone he said, "Don't feel bad, I heard they locked up Amuro Ray for less. You want me to call Mora, I'm sure they'd allow a conjugal visit. Huh? Whaddaya say?"
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Post by tylatz on Oct 21, 2011 21:09:57 GMT -5
It was so much bullshit. Sure, they had a training accident, but that was no reason for them to lock him up. Ok, accident might be a bit of a strong word, but as far as they knew that's all it was. Someone screwed up or something and it wasn't Links fault at all. Yeah, that's right, he was unjustly imprisoned. He stopped rubbing the side of his forehead where the rifle butt had marred his good looks to grin as he began to work out his cover story. It might work. Everyone on the ship was paranoid enough to believe just about anything Link said after spending the last week or so chasing submarines with a massive mobile suit that some dumb ass had the brilliant idea to arm with a nuclear weapon. Would people willing to go along with making a ridiculous weapon like that really have the ability to figure out he was bullshitting them? Link liked his odds.
His neck nearly snapped as his head spun and eyes opened wide at the opening of the door, the long mane of hair snapping like a whip. Through the small barred opening he could see Remington; came to gloat no doubt. Link didn't really know what the hell Rem had to be so proud about. It's not like he's done anything worth a damn since nailing that hot piece of ass. What was her name again? Molly? He'd seen her a few times since, turned out she was Colonel Cunt's assistant. Actually, that might work in his favor too.
“Hey, Rem,” Link popped out one of the earbuds freeing his hearing from the deafening music, “just the guy I wanted to talk to!” Springing to his feet he quickly closed the distance to the door and spoke at a lower volume, or at least he thought was a low still having one earbud fit snugly in his left ear. “Look, man, I need you to tell Dullshit or whatever his name is that I didn't do anything wrong. Some idiot forgot to alter the settings on my beam rifle so I said fuck it, no harm done, and switched to my rifle. Maybe the fucks got my weapons mixed up and I didn't want it to end in a draw. Turns out that was wrong too.” Link snorted and looked away, shaking his head in faked disbelief that someone could fuck up that badly. “I think this is a setup, man. Someone framing me. I mean, shit's going down man. We all know it. So what's a good way to take a Gundam out of the equation? Lock up the pilot. It's shit man.” He stuck his face close to the window, trying to see if anyone was close by, “so, how about that piece of ass? What was her name? Molly?” He looked Rem in the eye and gave a half smile while withdrawing back into his cell. “It would be a real shame, if,” he tilted his head and shrugged, “well, you know.” A sparkle in his eye told the rest of the story. Come on Rem, bite.
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Post by zerodash0 on Oct 22, 2011 0:23:15 GMT -5
Rem frowned a bit as his insults were ignored, but had to give some thought to Link's deal. Molly would probably appreciate those pictures never seeing the light of day, and between the ease at which Gato had evaded their every move and Dolvich having crewmen searching for a possible spy, Link's conspiracy theory did seem plausible. Rem scratched his head as he tossed the idea around in his mind. "Dolvich won't wanna do me any favors after the ass kicking I handed him, but if I can get rid of those stupid photos it'll be worth the effort. And if somehow Link's not just blowin' smoke, maybe we could knock some answers outta that spy's head."
"Ok, but I want those photos, I want the memory card they were saved to, I want the frigging camera, and if you ever claim to have extra copies later on, I'll kick your ass." Rem said, to be sure he got his point across. "If you're cool with that, I'll go see Dolvich now." Rem said, figuring Link was less concerned about getting beat up, and more about getting out of jail.
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Post by tylatz on Oct 22, 2011 0:41:14 GMT -5
There was a pause. Some thought. Then it happened.
Hook.
Line.
Sinker.
Link turned away from Rem, it was all he could do to hide the sinister smirk crawling across his face. Give him all the pictures or he'd kick Link's ass? It was posturing. Big man bullshit. Blackmail rides until the predator is put down or the prey gives up hope and neither was likely to happen anytime soon. That's how it happened in the world Link fought to survive in over the last four or five years. Rules. Deals. Right. Wrong. It's all just bullshit by another name. Empty words given life by sheep. Sheep like Rem and Molly and maybe even Dullshit. They're all way too gullible, but once Link gets out of jail there will be a demand for proof of some sort. He'll have to think of something by then or it will all fall apart and there is no way in hell Link will be spending time in prison. He'd rather die first.
With one hand, Link flicked a length of his hair over his shoulder and refit the earbud. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Can you get my guitar too? It's fucking boring in here,” he practically yelled his complaints over the music that only he heard.
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Post by zerodash0 on Oct 22, 2011 0:56:11 GMT -5
Rem raised an eyebrow at Link's typical response, but figured it'd have to do. Leaving the brig behind him, he headed toward the bridge in search of Dolvich. Of course the idea also occurred to him that he should just go to Melendez about this, but hearing another lecture about VIGILANCE was not on Rem's to-do list. As he searched the ship, he played through the scenario in his head, but eventually just tossed all planning aside and chose to simply convey Link's suspicions and see where it lead. Rounding a corner at the intersection of two corridors, he bumped into Orville, the Anaheim Electronics employee who'd stuck with them since the Albion first arrived at Torrington.
"Hey man, you seen Captain Dolvich around?" Rem asked the startled Lunarian. Orville simply pointed left as Rem gave him a wave and floated past. Seeing his target ahead, Rem called out, "Hey bossman, got a minute?"
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