Marked

[Reeves]

It was mildly frustrating to be stopped so abruptly when walking with a purpose, but he seemed to tolerate it if only because it would lead to something productive, he looked directly ahead at the door and didn't give her any direct attention. "The mark will keep people here on good terms with you, go see the equipment vendor and requisition what you might need. They won't ask you much in the way of questions beyond size, length, caliber and materials. But keep in mind we aren't spoiled for choice as far as good gear goes." With an evidently sarcastic degree of politeness, he gesture with a flair of the hand for her to let him pass, and given the chance he would be out of the room in a moment's notice. It wasn't clear what he had in mind to get Price motivated, but if he was grinning then it would likely be sufficient for Olivia to exploit. "I'll be back in a few hours, do what you need to do by then, just be ready." Putting his helmet into place gave him a different aura, the matte black surface decorated by shining red and white drew focus to sharp and focused eyes, malicious machinations no doubt occurring behind them.

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