[ This is it. This is his moment to impress upon these criminals the full fury of the Kendry Name and leave them trembling in his wake. He could own this room and everyone in it, hell maybe he could even impress Jack for once if only he...were anyone but Rhys.
He can muster confidence when he rightly shouldn't have any. He can bluff his way into sounding like he knows what he's talking about and come up with far-fetched plans that are considered all the way to every last over-complicated detail. But he honestly has no idea how to talk a bunch of people who are probably more psycho than HumanTM as far as he can see.
They're ratty, dirty, have very little left to lose if going to the mines is their only alternative here, and honestly if the Company didn't have anything they wanted from them then honestly he'd be happy to toss them all in regardless of whether or not they actually did anything. It's not like he cares what happens to a bunch of fugitives, and if they were really that worried about it they shouldn't have become criminals in the first place.
Okay. He can do this.
Probably.
So Rhys clears his throat, steps forward with a calm and confident smile he has no business wearing, and crosses his arms over his chest as if he has any clue at all about this entire situation. Technically Jack has the ultimate say when it comes to Intake Matters. Rhys's Company "job" isn't even the same jurisdiction. But if the point is to make these idiots talk then what's a bit of misconstruing some facts? ]
Thaaat's right. And I don't exactly have a lot of time to get on with the kiddie games so let's make this short and quick. One of you has some information we want, so we can do this one of two ways:
Option one has you giving yourself up and skipping a horrific death and making this easy for us and yourself. Consider it a get-out-of-jail free card, except in this case you don't choke on your own...ugh, melting lungs. Gross. [ Rhys falters just a bit there with a shake of his head as he makes a face, but he swallows back his gag reflex and continues. ]
Option two is for everyone else, because I mean, it'd kinda suck if you had to get stuck with a life sentence because of some other jerk right? So! Here's your side of the deal and, if I'm honest, this is like you only real shot here. First one to sell out the bad apple gets a one-way ticket to freedom. [ Rhys holds out his hands as if he's just made them the best offer any of them could hope to ask for. Because as far as he's concerned he has. ]
Pretty much only one of you is getting out of here as far as I'm concerned. So! Give yourself up, or give your friend up. And I am honestly really okay with either.
[ Does he have the power to pardon and spare anyone's life? No clue. Is he happy to say he does? Y u p. They're just bandits criminals. It's not like they matter, right? ]
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He can muster confidence when he rightly shouldn't have any. He can bluff his way into sounding like he knows what he's talking about and come up with far-fetched plans that are considered all the way to every last over-complicated detail. But he honestly has no idea how to talk a bunch of people who are probably more psycho than HumanTM as far as he can see.
They're ratty, dirty, have very little left to lose if going to the mines is their only alternative here, and honestly if the Company didn't have anything they wanted from them then honestly he'd be happy to toss them all in regardless of whether or not they actually did anything. It's not like he cares what happens to a bunch of fugitives, and if they were really that worried about it they shouldn't have become criminals in the first place.
Okay. He can do this.
Probably.
So Rhys clears his throat, steps forward with a calm and confident smile he has no business wearing, and crosses his arms over his chest as if he has any clue at all about this entire situation. Technically Jack has the ultimate say when it comes to Intake Matters. Rhys's Company "job" isn't even the same jurisdiction. But if the point is to make these idiots talk then what's a bit of misconstruing some facts? ]
Thaaat's right. And I don't exactly have a lot of time to get on with the kiddie games so let's make this short and quick. One of you has some information we want, so we can do this one of two ways:
Option one has you giving yourself up and skipping a horrific death and making this easy for us and yourself. Consider it a get-out-of-jail free card, except in this case you don't choke on your own...ugh, melting lungs. Gross. [ Rhys falters just a bit there with a shake of his head as he makes a face, but he swallows back his gag reflex and continues. ]
Option two is for everyone else, because I mean, it'd kinda suck if you had to get stuck with a life sentence because of some other jerk right? So! Here's your side of the deal and, if I'm honest, this is like you only real shot here. First one to sell out the bad apple gets a one-way ticket to freedom. [ Rhys holds out his hands as if he's just made them the best offer any of them could hope to ask for. Because as far as he's concerned he has. ]
Pretty much only one of you is getting out of here as far as I'm concerned. So! Give yourself up, or give your friend up. And I am honestly really okay with either.
[ Does he have the power to pardon and spare anyone's life? No clue. Is he happy to say he does? Y u p. They're just
banditscriminals. It's not like they matter, right? ]