Marconi halted as the young lady slid in his way.
Great, the beginnings of a Greek tragedy called "The Rage"....
He took in a deep breath as Triquetra laid into him, listening intently, hoping she wouldn't be one more cog in the wheel of the arcane machine that worked in so many places. Nope.... same game, different place...
Well, to be honest "princess", I am bothered by you. I'm bothered because I was sitting all by my lonesome, drinking may beverage of choice and you walked up all huffy. Perhaps if you had a cordial bone in your body you would have gotten a better response from me. Perhaps consideration instead of indignation.
If you would have simply walked over, actually concerned that the bar owner has "talks" with new guys who make simple mistakes, I wouldn't have treated you like I did. Amazing that you're defending the guy who attacks other folks such as ourselves before even taking the time to "talk". Novel concept huh.
So far, from what I've witnessed tonight, you guys are doing a good enough job of attacking each other... the enemy doesn't need to do much work around you guys.
So what if I was hiding under a rock. Its cool there in the shade and there are no annoyances there. I've managed to get along there quite well without the kind of "help" you are prescribing. Now that I've come to offer my help and meet the members of the greater "organization", I am chastised for it.
As far as my intentions... I am fully ready and capable to help where needed. I am not, however, going to cow tow to the methods prescribed by the same people that attack their own unprovoked. If I ignored my duties, it was so that I could better fulfill them when I was ready. Consider it a "leave of absence". If that makes you suspicious, great... you'll lose years off your life from the stress.
taking a breath for a moment, he realized how winded he was from his tirade.
So, unless you want to continue bloviating about what a terrible person I am, please step aside so I can go outside and clear my head.
Before continuing on his way, he turns to Animus again. He reaches in his hip pocket and pulls out a business card.
Here, If you want to talk with a less accusatory tone, we can sit down like adults and have a constructive conversation. Feel free to give me a call when you are ready.
The card reads:
H.I.T.S. Inc.
Hardware Integration Technological Solutions
888-555-5555