โNo- because I actually had a working shotgunโ the other growled trying to cool his temper- not working great
โAnd they shouldnโt have been numb skulls thinking we had shitโ and werenโt arguing idiots
โshaddap!โ he hisses, his grin immediately leaving his face.
โyer actinโ like you ainโt part of why weโre stuck like this.. actinโ like youโs better cause you got yer stupid handโ
โYou got a lot of brass taking me like thatโ miles huffed watching the general closely as he went by before following him despite himself.
But he didnโt put his gun away โwhat do you want.โ
The days hussle and bussel kept him busy. The new tech was something to get used to as well as the base and its interesting occupants and fellow joes.
So when the โsoldierโ handed him the data pad he wasnโt surprised.
What did surprise when it felt like he was torn +
The Joe would find his communicator not working and any tracking signal scrambled and suppressed.
"Before you attempt to go for your side arm, you are not in danger here."
Apart and put together again in an instant.
The unfamiliar surroundings and the voice got him on edge, he didnโt reach for a communicator or anything.
Instead, he grabbed his side arm in a nano second and aimed it. Though he didnโt pull the trigger.
โIโd start talkinโ real+
Donโt mind the old man being very put off by the sudden teleportation.
Heโs trying not to show it but his stomach is going in circles right now.
โDamn, couldโve given me some heads up generalโ he grumbles, getting his bearings +
@GIJOERAH The colonel listened to what he said and said nothing.
But his expression became grimmer and grimmer during the explanation.
After taking in a breath and exhaling it, he finally spoke โprobably best to keep me away from โem.โ His answer was simple but +
โThose Naโvi that also killed innocent men and women who came to this planet to explore? Or how about those who simply breathed in the wrong area?โ He bit back, pain aggravating his mental state as he tried not to lash out physically
"And all those innocent Na'vi you killed? Did you leave them in the mud to die?"
He wasn't one to bite his tongue. This boy had venom on it and he wasn't afraid to use it.
He was used to biting back, but this time he'd been waiting to bite first.
@GIJOERAH Miles followed every step of the way, asking general questions here and there aS they walked.
Then he suddenly stopped, as a thought hit him โyou said somethinโ about aliens.. can ya explain that?โ
โYou think id leave my own in the mud dying?โ He asks sitting back with a deep sigh.
He knew it, he knew how the natives saw him, how he saw himself sometimes.
โIโve never left a man behind yetโฆโ
Spider was conflicted.
They shared blood, but it was because of that blood that everyone hated him.
"I can't leave you like this, because I'm not like them. You understand?
I'm doing this because I'm not you."
He had to tell himself that.
He wasn't sure how true it was.
โTalkinโ code?โ He of course is talking in code as miles works to make coffee grabbing two cups.
โIโm not here to talk about anything cobra related, just to have some coffee, with an ally I hopeโ
โTell Joe.. he canโt trust everything he sees.. The snake can become what he loves the most..โ
Thatโs all he said as he moved away. He couldnโt risk having others fall victim to what Duke has.. so heโs been hunting small COBRA operations before the JOEs could get to it..
That earned a glare from Spider as he mixed the herbs in his hands.
"I'm less human than any of you.
I would never do what you did to these people.
And still, here I am helping you."
He moved Miles' shirt out of the way so he could coat the wound in the paste-like herb mixture.
Spider hissed at the idea.
"You sound so... well... human..."
He spoke slowly, as if he realised how obvious that sounded.
Some part of him liked to pretend his father wasn't like that.
"The herbs will work. Tsahรฌk saved me from a Thanator bite once with this blend."