Open rp
“Hey, I have plenty of stealth. I made it in here, didn’t I?“ he quickly defended his dignity as he scurried backward, tripping over his feet and landing on his back with a loud thud.
“Well! Reason number one not to cut me up is that I know a lot about kaiju and I could definitely work for you or something if you wanted that as like an exchange for not murdering me ?? Also I really don’t want to die” Newt rambled, the pitch of his voice higher. He was so scared. So very scared. Ms. Chau was probably gonna kick his ass.
“Fang knew you had slipped in, so you weren’t really that stealthy.” She advanced on him some more, clearly not in the mood to have him attempt to slip away a second time and go who knows where. Her gold capped teeth glinted as she grimaced at him.
The gall, just suggesting he could work for her, as if she hadn’t considered it. “You’re more trouble in here than anywhere else. Besides I get the data you give the PPDC so why would I bother keeping you around to try and usurp my operation. You’d want to share your findings and publish and I can’t have that.” She said those terms like they were foul to even speak, brows furrowing.
“Well, if I’m dead you won’t be able to get that info! And literally no one else is researching it. So, I’m still important!’ he argued, trying to get back on his feet, only to slip and fall again. “I’m screwed, basically, yeah I get that, but here’s an idea: kick my ass now, let me go?? I don’t know? Keep me as some fucked up pet? Who knows!” Newton finally suggested, trying once more to get back on his feet, which he did. “Please tell me what you’re gonna do. I don’t want to be stuck waiting to know if I’m gonna die or not.”
