FLISS doesn't have any scanning tech that wouldn't involve connecting it to the ship and even if it is D that's exposing him to flight controls and FLISS' data. She can hold up pretty well but he's a sneaky fuck.
[ Taylor would know, he taught him how. ]
Maybe- fuck. [ Breathe. It's just a job, but it's not a job, it's D. It's the other half of that hole in his brain that he'd gotten used to because there wasn't ever an alternative. ] You're right. I'm not think'n clear.
[ Compromised would be the word. All because of a storage unit that may or may not have Delta in it, and even if it does, who knows what version of D it is? Taylor digs his nails in for a moment before turning away from the time bomb on the table, taking the few steps to close the distance between him and Locus. Thuds his head against his shoulder and tries to breathe. ]
no subject
[ Taylor would know, he taught him how. ]
Maybe- fuck. [ Breathe. It's just a job, but it's not a job, it's D. It's the other half of that hole in his brain that he'd gotten used to because there wasn't ever an alternative. ] You're right. I'm not think'n clear.
[ Compromised would be the word. All because of a storage unit that may or may not have Delta in it, and even if it does, who knows what version of D it is? Taylor digs his nails in for a moment before turning away from the time bomb on the table, taking the few steps to close the distance between him and Locus. Thuds his head against his shoulder and tries to breathe. ]