Rufus glanced to his side as Schuldig stopped beside him, closer than what Rufus would have ever allowed anyone he didn't know very well. Another measuring look was given to the telepath. Rufus didn't know quite what to make of the German, especially when it came to his liking blonds and the such. When it came to that arena, Rufus merely paid for what he wanted or dealt with the string of people who wanted something from him. On the whole, he was used to being the one who had control and dictated terms. Still, he didn't stop the rare smile that came and went
( ... )
Schuldig's grin only grew at Rufus' response. A smile and an attempt at a joke? For a man like Rufus, that was a resounding show of approval - and the knowledge that he rarely made jokes with anyone who wasn't Reno only elevated the significance of the gesture.
His plan to get into Rufus' good graces seemed to be progressing even faster than he could have hoped.
"I take things as they come," he replied languidly, keeping pace with Rufus. "As for being prepared ahead of time - that's more Crawford's area of expertise than mine, but I can generally handle myself well enough even without advance warning."
He surveyed the interior of the storage room (what else could it be?) without much interest. He had a weapon, a cigarette, a bargaining chip, and allies - what more could he possibly want? Well, besides to set most of the staff and the smiley-face shirts on fire."It seems pretty straightforward," he said aloud. "The staff is busy with their experiments tonight, so there aren't as many guards in the usual places." He didn't even try
( ... )
So, Schuldig was working his charm faster than Crawford had ever seen him do so before. If Rufus was anything like Crawford (and they seemed to be quite similar, just from the outward observations), then Schuldig was working quite well and quite fast. Exerting more effort into earning one man's trust than he probably ever had before. And while Crawford appreciated it and knew it would come in useful (and besides, he may have formed alliances, but Schuldig tended to seal the deal), it still irked him just the smallest bit. He couldn't say why ...
(Most likely because Schuldig had never once called him 'sir', or been quite so straightforward with information ... but who knew
( ... )
Rufus's obvious approval of Schuldig might've bothered Reno more under other circumstances, but at this point, he really couldn't get any more annoyed than he already was
( ... )
Otacon glanced between the two rooms and settled on storage first, as it looked like it had been pilfered the least. And most importantly, he knew a good use for some of the cardboard box containers in there.
The engineer worked fast. He stripped two pillows of their cases, folding up one and putting it in the other makeshift bag. What was left of some of the more portable first aid supplies also went in his pillowcase (gauze, tape, stitches, burn cream), but a few items remained on the shelves in case someone else might need them. Otacon wondered if these closets got restocked every night.
The bag was set down as Otacon searched out the biggest box in the closet, quickly emptying it of its contents and folding it up for maximum portability. He'd seen Snake do it enough times to know the best way to handle cardboard boxes.
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His plan to get into Rufus' good graces seemed to be progressing even faster than he could have hoped.
"I take things as they come," he replied languidly, keeping pace with Rufus. "As for being prepared ahead of time - that's more Crawford's area of expertise than mine, but I can generally handle myself well enough even without advance warning."
He surveyed the interior of the storage room (what else could it be?) without much interest. He had a weapon, a cigarette, a bargaining chip, and allies - what more could he possibly want? Well, besides to set most of the staff and the smiley-face shirts on fire."It seems pretty straightforward," he said aloud. "The staff is busy with their experiments tonight, so there aren't as many guards in the usual places." He didn't even try ( ... )
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(Most likely because Schuldig had never once called him 'sir', or been quite so straightforward with information ... but who knew ( ... )
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Otacon glanced between the two rooms and settled on storage first, as it looked like it had been pilfered the least. And most importantly, he knew a good use for some of the cardboard box containers in there.
The engineer worked fast. He stripped two pillows of their cases, folding up one and putting it in the other makeshift bag. What was left of some of the more portable first aid supplies also went in his pillowcase (gauze, tape, stitches, burn cream), but a few items remained on the shelves in case someone else might need them. Otacon wondered if these closets got restocked every night.
The bag was set down as Otacon searched out the biggest box in the closet, quickly emptying it of its contents and folding it up for maximum portability. He'd seen Snake do it enough times to know the best way to handle cardboard boxes.
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