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[Tabris]

Ben rolled his eyes, Alvin really thought he was a traitor, not shocking, people believed what they wanted to believe. Freezing his movement he listened carefully, mentally calculating the distance he concluded that Alvin was three Aisles away and moving towards him at a moderate pace, moving again he started to squeeze in between containers, bypassing an entire aisle and putting more distance, he only had to get to the other side of the Cargo bay, from there he could escape into the habitat wing.

"Alvin, Alvin, Alvin." He commented, pity clear in his voice. "I never wanted to steal anything, I was content with following orders and killing my nemesis, the Outcasts, however you changed the rules when you sent those men to kill me, so I changed them on you in return, as for selling, well no Credits changed hands." he commented while tucking the datapad into his cloak and gripping the pistol with both hands.

"As for 'returning home', you have no proof that you did not order the attack, I know how the Commissariat works, lies and betrayal are much more common within the organization than you believe, Yes it does serve a purpose, I do not deny this, but the people within the organization are not as...Pure as everyone thinks. Even if you did not order the attack, my predecessor would have killed me to cover up any...Loose ends" he spoke calmly, he knew that it was only a matter of time before Alvin had reinforcements in.

"I did not betray the Coalition, the Coalition betrayed me, Two Years of blood, tears and sacrifice I put into keeping it stable, two years I followed your lead." his tone started to get sarcastic, annoyance creeping in slowly as he continued through the aisles.

"As for the 'theft', I consider it collateral, if I do not return soon...Well...Let's just say the passwords I put onto the disk unseal themselves and the full knowledge I downloaded upon them is free to access by any of them...So you have two options really, you can kill me here in a vain attempt to prevent me from telling secrets that will be told upon my death anyways, or you stop right here....And I keep my secrets that I have not told, although I doubt you'd accept such an offer..." he commented, waiting until the footsteps came closer as he ducked behind cover, the crate he was hiding behind had a good view of the next aisle. Ignoring the PA announcement as he checked his clip of ammo one last time before sliding it back in.

"So Alvin, my former friend, what will it be?" he asked, aiming down the sights in the direction he could hear Alvin coming from....