Rachel clenches her teeth, taking two steps closer to the person who was laying down, crossing her arms to the familiar pose, looking down upon the woman.
"Listen here, and listen well, because I sure as hell am not going to repeat it. No matter what story you have. No matter 'how' you got to be what you are now, no matter 'why' things played out in your life. It does not concern me. You attempted to force me into 'your' problems, and that was the biggest mistake you could make."
Spinning in place, glaring at the man behind her. "No matter what you are, nobody plays around with Tara Snow." Turning back to Olivia, a twinge of irritation showing on her face.
"You jettisoned my ship. You 'claimed' that there was nothing you could do, but it was merely a trap. What kind of person are you, to shove innocent people to die, because 'you' believe that 'you' take presence over the others. Listen here, and listen well. I don't do what other people ask of me. I do what 'I' want, 'when' I want. The moment someone tries to change that, is the moment you've gotten on the wrong side of me."
Reaching into her pocket, grabbing a small knife, dropping it on the table next to her PDA. "Genes have a tendency to absorb radiation. This is standard knowledge. Of course absorbing a large amount messes with who you are. Think about things rationally 'girl'. "
Rubbing her head slightly. "Give me ONE good reason I should do ANYTHING for you. If you came and asked this straight away, sure. But don't you dare expect anything now. Well? I'm waiting. I don't fear death if you don't like my answer. Give me your best."
