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Krycek hated meetings; he'd thought that one would never end.
He was someplace where the military had nominal control, but it seemed to be chaos.
Good. He could work with chaos.
The man in charge had spun him some story about being fictional, but this was obviously more Consortium lies. If he was fictional, he wanted his damn arm written back.
He still had his gun. That was also good.
Time to get the lay of the land, stir up some trouble, and see what was in it for him.
He was someplace where the military had nominal control, but it seemed to be chaos.
Good. He could work with chaos.
The man in charge had spun him some story about being fictional, but this was obviously more Consortium lies. If he was fictional, he wanted his damn arm written back.
He still had his gun. That was also good.
Time to get the lay of the land, stir up some trouble, and see what was in it for him.