Specialist Engelsen. That's one of the states, although off the top of his head he's not sure which one specifically. He'll go find out later though.
"Charlie is more heavily connected to Bifrons than most of us at the moment, at least in as much as any callsign ever isn't. She tends to value progression in terms of her research a bit more highly, I think."
As for the other. "Juliett may be antagonistic about it but she has more to lose than most of us if we don't rectify things quickly. At least in terms of direct personal impact."
Or he could just, you know. Ask. Hob just assumes he knows who she is talking about.
"Scientists." She might say tapeworms with more affection in her tone. "Sounds like Charlie is the one who would lose out in a move. Wouldn't be surprised if we don't get her, don't think we should talk about it to her until it's go time." She considers Juliet. "Yeah, Juliet always gets the shit end of the stick. Okay. We'll see what she has to say."
Alpha doesn't apparently have quite the same disdain for scientists as Victor seems to, but he nods slightly in agreement with her assessment. He's not sure about Charlie. He doesn't want to lose her, but, she feels far closer to Bifrons than the militia themselves. But most of the others - all of the others, actually, he's reasonably certain of. And Victor agrees with him, so that's nice. Juliett - well, to say that he needs Juliett to come with them would technically be true. To say that he needs her to, would be a little more accurate.
But he's not sure what else to say, really. "I'm reasonably certain Juliett at least will come over."
"I'd appreciate that, thank you." And if Juliett surprises him, well. He might be able to talk to her, if he can manage to get past his surprise to begin with.
He does consider the thought for a few moments, but in all honesty before she sends him more information as things are planned, or the plans she has already, he feels like he's already got enough to sift through. More information right now would just colour him either one way or the other. So he shakes his head. "I'm good for now, thank you. I'll let you know as soon as I've come to a decision," he says, finally taking the last pull of his own cigarette and stepping out the end after it falls to the ground.
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"Charlie is more heavily connected to Bifrons than most of us at the moment, at least in as much as any callsign ever isn't. She tends to value progression in terms of her research a bit more highly, I think."
As for the other. "Juliett may be antagonistic about it but she has more to lose than most of us if we don't rectify things quickly. At least in terms of direct personal impact."
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"Scientists." She might say tapeworms with more affection in her tone. "Sounds like Charlie is the one who would lose out in a move. Wouldn't be surprised if we don't get her, don't think we should talk about it to her until it's go time." She considers Juliet. "Yeah, Juliet always gets the shit end of the stick. Okay. We'll see what she has to say."
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Alpha doesn't apparently have quite the same disdain for scientists as Victor seems to, but he nods slightly in agreement with her assessment. He's not sure about Charlie. He doesn't want to lose her, but, she feels far closer to Bifrons than the militia themselves. But most of the others - all of the others, actually, he's reasonably certain of. And Victor agrees with him, so that's nice. Juliett - well, to say that he needs Juliett to come with them would technically be true. To say that he needs her to, would be a little more accurate.
But he's not sure what else to say, really. "I'm reasonably certain Juliett at least will come over."
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Walk a bit more, turning back toward his office. "You got anything else for me?" Because that's all she has, business wise.
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He does consider the thought for a few moments, but in all honesty before she sends him more information as things are planned, or the plans she has already, he feels like he's already got enough to sift through. More information right now would just colour him either one way or the other. So he shakes his head. "I'm good for now, thank you. I'll let you know as soon as I've come to a decision," he says, finally taking the last pull of his own cigarette and stepping out the end after it falls to the ground.