Taylor performed the very difficult facepalm. Didn't you understand? I already build these swiches, they are in my lab and they need to be activated. So, did you understand it now? He looked annoyed at Gearing again. Did you finished it already? These need to be unlocked from our side now. After a small break he countinued. Do you really want to keep the Vice Admiral out of it? Turning to visit the workers he whispered to himself, partly understandable for the others. ..fit...report...you. //(That will really fit into my report about you).
"Yeah, no. Personally, I'd have gutted you here and now, by Sader would court martial me for it. Instead, I'll just have Bradley and Nova here as witnesses and just deal with this how Alex would."
She reaches over to a passing marine, yanking the handcuffs off his belt and slapping one over Driva's wrist. She slapped him around, cuffing hte other and practically shoving him towards Nova. "Get this sack of weasel guff out of my sight. Brig. Now until I or Sader decide what to do with him."
"Huh? Um.. alright, Ma'am.." Nova stood up, grabbing the operative, directing him towards the exit of the hangar bay. "You idiot, you could've have just done as told? Build the bombs. That's it, no special security crap, is that so goddamned hard?" She muttered to Driva, somewhat shoving the operative to the exit, towards the brig.
Wait, wait, wait, Prower, I will be honest with you. Since you and Murray are such... don't want to say it, I build these triggers to... well... to cheer me. Look upon the place where the bombs have to stay and now look at the ceiling. Do you see those ropes? These triggers would resease some partystuff like streamers and a banner with "Our package is ready." from them, that would had made me happy. Oh, and please release the hancuffs. There is no need for them. I did nothing wrong... well, you don't have any evidence that I did something wrong. He stood there and looked at her. Just do it. You don't need more trouble. I know that.
Murray noticed the two from the distance, eyeing them. Bradley watched her watch them, a little concerned with the sword on her hip. "You keep that thing under control, right...?"
"Allen, get to work. I'm not in the mood for horse crap right now."
She pulled out a small device, comming with Nova. "If he starts trying your patience and using morals and all that nonsense, just break a leg of his and drag him. I'm not in the mood for his crap, and I doubt you want him getting the way anymore. Just shove him in a box, bind him and tell them to send him to the brig. He resists? Shoot him."
"Anymore trouble? I'm not the one in trouble, and quite frankly, you're in handcuffs, and our pissed superior has a damn sword. If I want trouble I'd release you." She motioned over to Phoenix, ordering her over to them. "Take his sorry ass to the brig before any of us have to face the bad side of Murray. This is for your own good too, Taylor. Unless you'd prefer I put you in front of her again." Phoenix toke over, slightly shoving Driva onto the shuttle.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure he gets there, god help me if I don't and she hears about it.." Phoenix said, directing the operative through the halls. Nova returned to Murray. "So he's off to the brig. Happy?"
Taylor was silent until they left the Hangar. In the moment his feet touched the floor of the Omaha he talked again. Hey, who are you and are you cool? You seem cool, that's why i have a deal for you: I will give you my guns and you make this 'cuffs off.
I will go with you without further resistance. I have to thank you for my life. *mutters* Finally away from all this crap.
"No, but he's better off out of my sight. Forty feet of solid metal and soldiers between me and him will be perfectly fine by me.
She relaxed her fists. "Can you finish his task, Nova..? Sader still wants these things finished, and I really don't want to hear him bicker and complain."
She reached up, placing a hand on Nova's shoulder. "Once we're finished, take some days for yourself.. and if Sader tells you otherwise, tell him I told you 'shove it'."
"Time off? What would I need time off for?" She replied, smirking at her. She appreciated it, but she had no use for time off, she had work to get done. "Yea, I'll get them done. Don't need to worry about a thing. After that I've got office work to catch up on."
"I can't do that, I'm more scared of what Nova would do to me if I did, because if I got her into trouble, I don't want to imagine what would happen to me." She said, closing in on the brig, motioned a guard to open a cell for them.
