Pasto and AnthonyEStark are standing by the water's edge in the city port as the sun is rising, Stark looks out at the horizon, "I can't say I don't want in P," he looks up, hesitating, "It's just that now I've joined the council, I don't want to make any more enemies."
Pasto sinks to the floor, squatting and looking out over the water, "This one's different Stark, things are changing, and when all this goes down, when we can say what we want and do what we want without being scared, I'm gonna be there and I need your help"
Stark leans against a railing and looks down at his friend, "There was a time when we all got along, right? Back before Jack blew up the city center?"
Two men approach from behind, "I don't know if we were ever on the same page, but I hear you're... recruiting?" one asks.
Pasto turns around to see the men, "Remy!?"
"Don't forget me," adds Abary, "We might know a few guys who are interested in your just cause."
BlackJack is sitting at the table in his study, the highest ranking members of his gang are present, "At five o'clock move out, the job should be done by the end of the hour. Any problems arise meet at the rendezvous point in Features, no one will be there apart from me."
Sid steps forward, "What about the variable?"
BlackJack stands up, walking around to the front of his desk, he shrugs his shoulders, "If he's there, try and put a bullet in his head, that is, if he hasn't cleared this bank out too."
A knock on the door of the study breaks the uneasy silence, "You're late Soto," announces BlackJack angrily.
Soto opens the door, stepping into the dimly lit room, "Nova was busting my balls Jack, he's onto us, knows there's a rat."
"Shame," smirks Sid, "I always did like Nova."
BlackJack sits back down, signaling for the group to leave, "Don't forget Phoenix, you're responsible for the new recruits tomorrow."
The group leaves and not long after the lights flicker, BlackJack laughs quietly, "Are you here to try and kill me Dev? 'Cause that ain't gonna work for either of us."
"Not exactly," says the RedHood, stepping out of the shadows, "I'm trying to go with the Robin Hood route, killing was never really his style."
"You're a head case Dev, it shoulda been you locked up in the Institute, not me."
Devlin removes his helmet, setting it on the table, "Funny, I forgot the part where I killed a hundred people for no reason."
BlackJack smirks, leaning in close, almost whispering, "You really think that little old me could've afforded a Palladium bomb?" He leans back, "You're "council", the people who are helping this city aren't the saints you think." The lights flicker and BlackJack looks around the now empty room, "You're in too deep Dev, get out while you still can."
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