[ Locus just stares him down for a moment. He doesn't like it. For a number of reasons. But it's not an unsound plan. Taylor isn't wrong on any particular point, but that doesn't mean he feels any less resentful of that fact.
Finally, his arms drop. ]
I don't need to be protected.
[ Which isn't him arguing with the plan, necessarily. ]
I trust you. Locus, the research job has less security and likely won't take as long. I'll need you to come in at the end of my run. You're my failsafe.
[ When all else fails, Locus'll make sure he's safe. ]
Hargrove thinks I'm dead.If something goes wrong, you've got everything you need. If it goes great? You run point on the next one.
A brief nod indicates that he's on board. They'll still need to do their homework on this one in order to pull it off, but if they do? This will be a major blow to at least one branch of his operations. This will be all but a formal announcement that they are now here for him to contend with.
That shouldn't please him as much as it does. ]
Nothing goes wrong.
[ He gives Taylor a look, before turning, heading back towards the cockpit. ]
[ Planning for something to go wrong and being ready is how they've gotten this far. habitual, sane, healthy paranoia keeping a solid buffer between them and Hargrove's men, keeping several steps ahead and always on the move from job to job.
One day something'll happen they won't have planned for. And given the odds- it'll happen on this next job.
Taylor just needs to be sure he's got all their bases covered. ]
[ Taylor isn't the only one with a bad feeling about this.
They can prepare. They can do all they can to be ready. What they can't do is turn away when what they've been after is right there. Taylor won't be completely alone, he'll have his AI at his side to compensate.
Now is as good a time as any.
Locus lets out a quiet sigh, staring off into the black abyss. On the upside, if they get through this next job in one piece? The celebratory sex is going to be amazing. ]
no subject
Finally, his arms drop. ]
I don't need to be protected.
[ Which isn't him arguing with the plan, necessarily. ]
no subject
[ Seriously? Taylor turns to face Locus fully, head tipped back to meet his eye as best he can while sitting. ]
Protecting you is my job. Just like you protecting me is your job. That's part of what partners do, remember?
no subject
[ His expression doesn't budge, not an inch. ]
I'm not saying your reasoning doesn't make sense. Or that it's a bad call.
no subject
[ When all else fails, Locus'll make sure he's safe. ]
Hargrove thinks I'm dead.If something goes wrong, you've got everything you need. If it goes great? You run point on the next one.
no subject
A brief nod indicates that he's on board. They'll still need to do their homework on this one in order to pull it off, but if they do? This will be a major blow to at least one branch of his operations. This will be all but a formal announcement that they are now here for him to contend with.
That shouldn't please him as much as it does. ]
Nothing goes wrong.
[ He gives Taylor a look, before turning, heading back towards the cockpit. ]
no subject
One day something'll happen they won't have planned for. And given the odds- it'll happen on this next job.
Taylor just needs to be sure he's got all their bases covered. ]
Sure. We got this.
no subject
They can prepare. They can do all they can to be ready. What they can't do is turn away when what they've been after is right there. Taylor won't be completely alone, he'll have his AI at his side to compensate.
Now is as good a time as any.
Locus lets out a quiet sigh, staring off into the black abyss. On the upside, if they get through this next job in one piece? The celebratory sex is going to be amazing. ]