Alex's mouth made a movement a little like a fish as she was bodily maneuvered away from the fueling center and onward toward an unknown locale. Flabbergasted that he thought he had the right to touch her at all, she didn't fight him, didn't want to cause a scene that would garner the attention she'd worried about the minute she'd gotten an eyeful of his dark hair and glasses. Her dismay turned to intrigue soon after, as his incredible grip revealed itself to have a few more secrets than a typical human would have.
Her Agency didn't employ anyone with implants or modifications, preferring the most mundane tools as the most overlooked, and easiest to blend in with a crew. Her shoulders went rigid under his grasp. Who was he working for, really? She eased her hand away from the wrench all the same, because there was no way she'd be able to take him down. Not if he was packing what she thought.
She was visibly fuming by the time he'd hauled her across the station. Irritated words were on the tip of her tongue as he shut the door and popped a scrambler overhead, but he headed her off with an unexpected apology. Her hazel eyes widened at this, and she tilted her head to one side. Startled enough to want to see what unexpected thing he'd say next, she took the chair by the table, and leaned forward with her arms crossed on its surface. Alex didn't have modesty. She didn't consider herself particularly attractive given her upbringing, so the fact that her flesh swelled against her tanktop like she'd intended to put the girls on some distracting display with the position didn't even register. She listened without comment until he went silent, flashes of surprise, curiosity, and frustration moving through her eyes.
"I'm hot-headed, now? Who the frag sold you on that bull?" she growled first, then seemed to realize the inherent flaw in her response, and straightened in the chair. She rolled her shoulders back. Took a breath. Red eyebrows furrowed, and she rubbed the bridge of her nose before speaking again.
"Okay. So setting aside the fact that your people have crap profiling skills, you found something we didn't and my Agency is doing its usual 'need-to-know' dance on that score. We're stuck with an intra-agency arrangement, which I'm sure will prove delightful." She rolled her eyes. "They could've mentioned that on the secure comm. They could've said any of that and I'd have been more cooperative. Probably."
Well. Actually, she'd have done the same. Needing help grated as much as how evasive her Agency had been on the call, even if his intel indeed meant this was a far more dangerous game. Alex sighed. "It does sound like a nasty bit of work. All right. New deal, Charles." Narrowed eyes looked him over again, and a thin smile found her lips. "You show me what I'm working with, because I'm not really keen on dealing with an unknown," she paused, then rolled her eyes again, "especially one I apparently need so badly. In return, I accept your assistance where warranted so whoever we run into up there doesn't decompress my brainpan." She paused again, smoothing her palms over worn cargo pants. "We can work on the avoidance clause."
Her Agency didn't employ anyone with implants or modifications, preferring the most mundane tools as the most overlooked, and easiest to blend in with a crew. Her shoulders went rigid under his grasp. Who was he working for, really? She eased her hand away from the wrench all the same, because there was no way she'd be able to take him down. Not if he was packing what she thought.
She was visibly fuming by the time he'd hauled her across the station. Irritated words were on the tip of her tongue as he shut the door and popped a scrambler overhead, but he headed her off with an unexpected apology. Her hazel eyes widened at this, and she tilted her head to one side. Startled enough to want to see what unexpected thing he'd say next, she took the chair by the table, and leaned forward with her arms crossed on its surface. Alex didn't have modesty. She didn't consider herself particularly attractive given her upbringing, so the fact that her flesh swelled against her tanktop like she'd intended to put the girls on some distracting display with the position didn't even register. She listened without comment until he went silent, flashes of surprise, curiosity, and frustration moving through her eyes.
"I'm hot-headed, now? Who the frag sold you on that bull?" she growled first, then seemed to realize the inherent flaw in her response, and straightened in the chair. She rolled her shoulders back. Took a breath. Red eyebrows furrowed, and she rubbed the bridge of her nose before speaking again.
"Okay. So setting aside the fact that your people have crap profiling skills, you found something we didn't and my Agency is doing its usual 'need-to-know' dance on that score. We're stuck with an intra-agency arrangement, which I'm sure will prove delightful." She rolled her eyes. "They could've mentioned that on the secure comm. They could've said any of that and I'd have been more cooperative. Probably."
Well. Actually, she'd have done the same. Needing help grated as much as how evasive her Agency had been on the call, even if his intel indeed meant this was a far more dangerous game. Alex sighed. "It does sound like a nasty bit of work. All right. New deal, Charles." Narrowed eyes looked him over again, and a thin smile found her lips. "You show me what I'm working with, because I'm not really keen on dealing with an unknown," she paused, then rolled her eyes again, "especially one I apparently need so badly. In return, I accept your assistance where warranted so whoever we run into up there doesn't decompress my brainpan." She paused again, smoothing her palms over worn cargo pants. "We can work on the avoidance clause."
Dreams come in a size too big so we can grow into them.
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