SOLDIER BOY ( jaigvision )
an intriguing inquisition , yet not one he’d hold without a grain of salt. hands that had taken so many lives in his otherwise short existence lay dormant , the demon inside , a slumbering giant lying in wait , ready to pounce whenever to be called into action. weary with the burden of long-closed eyes ; an implication of walking zombie , dead on the inside but subconsciously awake. what he’d witnessed , what he had done just to ensure survival ( some things he wasn’t to proud to admit to ) . he’d took the lives of brothers , brothers he swore all his life he’d protect with his own life.
the difference between good and evil was a fine line , divided only by the sharp blade of a knife. who knew where either side resides any more ??? when even friends seemed out to harm you , choosing sides was no longer applicable. in his world , it was kill or be killed , a new location every day , and no one place the same as the last. finding your allegiance no longer seemed applicable when living on the run , from time to time that choice was made for you.
❝ taskmaster … hmm, rex. ❞ he croaks hesitantly , blaster reeling on one lean finger before making sure it finds its place back in his holster. ❝ better ? your proposition ??? consider me interested. ❞
SOLDIERS are usually easy to read - even without seeing his face, Tony can see the weary stiffness in the man’s shoulders. AWOL? Tony figures it’s likely. He’s never seen that kind of armor and the man’s all alone, seems PANICKED too. LOST, maybe. Everything that Tony can work with. He lowers his hands, relaxing now that there isn’t a gun pointed at him, most of all his face.
“It’s a simple proposition, REX.” Step one of getting someone to work for you? Establish a connection. “You seem a little lost. Let me guess, you’re a soldier? Either you’ve been let go or you’re AWOL. I’ve been there. I’m here to offer you a job to work for me. It ain’t too hard for someone like you, I’m sure. I really feel for you, Rex, so that’s why I’m not just gonna throw money at you and tell you to be on your way. I wanna make sure you know what the HELL you’re doing out here.”
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