Pre-Game catchall stuff

[rhygret]

Who: Rhys & whoever would like to know him pre-game!
Where: Qresh, Leith, or Westerly which is like everywhere
When: The last 4 years
Summary: Any and all CR from pre-game!
Restrictions/Warnings: Rhys is rich and he doesn't understand why he has to be unhappy like, ever????

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Comments

[ofobedience]

You're right, of course. It would need to be something significant. Theft of dangerous and expensive Company equipment, for example.

[Again, the smooth flat voice that indicates he's just pulling examples out of thin air, nothing to suggest he's using a concrete example of something he's certain has happened. Should the Company ever discover that it was Jack who stole one of the Cerberus Units and released it among the general population, Giovanni suspects his moment will come. That he may, if he's lucky, even get to do the honour of dispatching him.

But he has no evidence, only his word and his suspicions, and no-one would take his word over that of a higher-standing employee, one who's actually recognised as an autonomous person. And so he'll say nothing of it. It'd only be making trouble for himself.]

But alas. I suppose, for now, we'll just have to put up with him.

[rhygret]

Ugh, unfortunately. [ Rhys misses the allusion, as intended, and just rolls his eyes. Technically Jack hasn't actually done anything wrong or to rightly offend him beyond the falsely-familiar touch when trying to drag him out of trouble, but the man's just so goddamn smug and full of himself Rhys can't help but feel petty and irritated. Jack doesn't even have any reason to act the way he does--he's just working Intake. That's hardly a position of real power, but he walks it and flaunts it as if it's the greatest thing ever.

And worst of all people know him; he's made a name for himself. And that's what Rhys wants. ]

Maybe we'll get lucky.

[ofobedience]

[Whereas, for Giovanni, the offense was a significant one, something that cut him right down to the bone. Taking away the one good thing he'd ever really had, a stability and friendship the likes of which he's unlikely to ever see again. Perhaps that hadn't been Jack's intention, but he did steal something from him, and it's a crime he is neither likely to forget nor forgive.

But, being what he is, his hands are tied. There's nothing he can do, bound by loyalty and restrictions like tangled barbed wire.

Still, when Rhys says that, Giovanni flashes him a serrated smile-- a small slip in his professional demeanour, but Rhys has invited it, hasn't he?]

We can but hope.