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[aninsidejob]

Does this place every ruddy sleep? [There's an agitated sigh.] Who knew the damned place would be just as dangerous as Nepal. Credo? Or however it is, thank you for finding Elena. She is ruddy safe, right

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[hollisland]

[On the way to the hospital, Chloe may encounter this tall, lanky soldier. Once he sees her, he lifts his rifle.]

[aninsidejob]

[She does, staring at him as she lifts up her colt defender automatically with a frown.] Bloody hell. [She mutters slightly, trying to figure out the best way out of this.]

[hollisland]

Drop your weapon, or I'll be forced to take action. [He warns.]

[aninsidejob]

[She slowly lowers the colt, before frowning at him.] Look, mate, I don't want any trouble.

[hollisland]

Then you'll answer my questions. Where are you keeping the medicine? Where are the scientists?

[aninsidejob]

What ruddy medicine are you talking about? [She frowns more.] The scientists? I've got no clue. Bloody bastards hide from us.

[hollisland]

For the Atropos, woman. You wouldn't be alive if you didn't have any.

If they hide from you, how do you know they exist?

[aninsidejob]

I have a name you know. [Chloe keeps her gun at her side, looking him over.] Atropos? That was the damn illness that... I don't remember any medicine though. That was the same thing that one bloke was looking for, wasn't it?

[She pauses to think about it.] Just what people tell me. I've never spoken to them myself but... I heard they contact us some how.

[hollisland]

[He shifts his gun down ever so slightly.]

Who was looking for it?

[aninsidejob]

Knowlton I think the bastards name was. One of your boys, I take it? [She stands up straight.]

[hollisland]

[He cocks his gun back up again, nervous]

There's no way he could have survived. It was a suicide mission.

[aninsidejob]

Now, love, don't be nervous. [She noticed that gesture, putting her gun into the holster.]

I never said he was alive, but now that you mention it... [She smiles at him.] What would happen if he was?

[hollisland]

[He takes a step back, and lowers his gun down again. A little bit of an accent slips through his speech.]

It's impossible. His case was too advanced.

[aninsidejob]

[Well, that accent sounds a little like hers now doesn't it?]

Let's keep this all hypothetical for a moment. What would happen for you and your boys if he was?

[hollisland]

[He's a little torn... But he shakes his head. He wouldn't be tricked.]

It doesn't matter. We need supplies no matter what happens.

[aninsidejob]

[She thinks about it for a moment.]

So it doesn't matter if he's alive? Well, poor bastard then. [She looks him over.] Maybe we can help each other out.