[ The very idea makes Rafe snort, derisive and dismissive all in one highly unelegant noise. Still. The oddness sticks with him and he appraises Harry out the corner of his eye — not that he bothers being subtle about it. He could be, of course, but there's no reason to hide it.
Flynn's being really weird. Even for a guy who'd played shooting gallery a couple hours ago.
Once they get back on site, Rafe lets him follow along to the outpost's command center. The crisp dressing down he gives Rivera in front of his men is masterpiece theater, scathing and brutal and without Rafe's voice raising a single decibel. Nor when he informs the man — splayed out on his cot, ass in a mortifying sling — that their contract's terminated with no severance, due to a deftly inserted clause the captain'd signed over. The same one that puts him on the spot for covering his men's exit costs in the even of a negligence of duty. The color drains out of his face while Rafe shrugs and exits for his own setup.
Come noon tomorrow, he'll be offering that same contract to the intrepid jackasses who've been aiming at them. Clearly they're more organized and effective than the so-called professionals and once they've got money under their nose, they'll smarten up fast. People always do. ]
I've already sent word around to stick close to the camp until tomorrow night, [ he grunts as he ducks into the tent, arms stretched over his head to work out cabin pressure kinks. ] Hopefully this time day after tomorrow, things can start getting back on track.
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[ The very idea makes Rafe snort, derisive and dismissive all in one highly unelegant noise. Still. The oddness sticks with him and he appraises Harry out the corner of his eye — not that he bothers being subtle about it. He could be, of course, but there's no reason to hide it.
Flynn's being really weird. Even for a guy who'd played shooting gallery a couple hours ago.
Once they get back on site, Rafe lets him follow along to the outpost's command center. The crisp dressing down he gives Rivera in front of his men is masterpiece theater, scathing and brutal and without Rafe's voice raising a single decibel. Nor when he informs the man — splayed out on his cot, ass in a mortifying sling — that their contract's terminated with no severance, due to a deftly inserted clause the captain'd signed over. The same one that puts him on the spot for covering his men's exit costs in the even of a negligence of duty. The color drains out of his face while Rafe shrugs and exits for his own setup.
Come noon tomorrow, he'll be offering that same contract to the intrepid jackasses who've been aiming at them. Clearly they're more organized and effective than the so-called professionals and once they've got money under their nose, they'll smarten up fast. People always do. ]
I've already sent word around to stick close to the camp until tomorrow night, [ he grunts as he ducks into the tent, arms stretched over his head to work out cabin pressure kinks. ] Hopefully this time day after tomorrow, things can start getting back on track.