07-27-2014
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Nighthawk nodded at Harrison, as he watched Harrison walk off.
Nighthawk: Hmm...
Nighthawk shrugged, as he proceeded to walk into the interrogation room. As he walked in, Hoffman looked up from the desk, and glared at Nighthawk. Hoffman was surprised to see Nighthawk here, but he was not swayed by what he saw.
Hoffman: The UNSC is more desperate than I thought. They sent YOU in here?
Hoffman paused.
Hoffman: If you are here to intimiate me Nighthawk...it is not going to work. Let me be frank...you are not THAT intimidating. You come off as intimidating because you always had The Brute with you. Yet...here you stand...alone...without The Brute by your side, enforcing your talk.
Nighthawk scoffed.
Nighthawk: Yeah...I do miss him in situations like these.
Hoffman: It just goes to show how ineffective you are.
Hoffman paused.
Hoffman: Enough with the chit chat. I guess you are here to "question" me?
Nighthawk: Nope. I am not here to question you. Admiral Harrison and Commander Vernette already tried to question you. They failed miserably. You are just not interested in talking...and I have to accept that.
Hoffman was confused.
Hoffman: So then...what exactly are you doing here?
Nighthawk: I am here to..."take"...the information I want, from you.
Hoffman: Take?
Nighthawk: Yes...take.
Hoffman began to laugh.
Hoffman: And...how are you going to do that?
Nighthawk: Well...that is a good question because it has a complex answer. There is no one step solution to it...but...it sorta goes like this...
Nighthawk walked towards the tables, as he grabbed it and flipped it to the side, leaving Hoffman sitting in his chair. Nighthawk then reached around, grabbed Hoffman by the scruff of his neck, using only his right hand, as he pulled him from his seat.
Nighthawk: Let's take a walk Hoffman...
Nighthawk swung Hoffman around, still holding onto the scruff of his neck, as he pushed him forward towards the door.
Hoffman: Where are you taking me!?
Nighthawk: Shut your mouth and keep walking!
In the observation room, Burke spoke up as soon as he saw Nighthawk grab Hoffman, and push him out of the door to the Interrogation room.
Burke: He is taking Hoffman! Where is he taking Hoffman!?
Jennifer winced her eyes, as she was trying to figure out Nighthawk's angle.
Jennifer: Follow Nighthawk...but do not interfere! I think Nighthawk has an angle...give him his space!
Meanwhile:
Xyrho watched as Dangerus circled around Vhat. He was curious as to what was going on, but as soon as Dangerus spoke, it became quite clear as to what was going on.
Xyrho: Fleetmaster...either you are in a very good mood, and you are an expert at hiding it, or you are thinking the same thing I am...
Xyrho paused.
Xyrho: You are thinking of telling him the truth about Vanguard; the truth of what it is and why it must be stopped.
Xyrho paused.
Xyrho: Am I correct?
Meanwhile:
Black 1 began to laugh.
Black 1: It is a lot to take in Jacob. The Trust is a very complex organization. We have spread very far in the past 30 years...further than we had in any previous century.
Black 1 paused.
Black 1: It might seem strange to put a Trust Operative at the head of a Church...but...it has its merits. Believe me...it has proven useful to us.
Black 1 shrugged.
Black 1: If you are exhausted...you might as well hit the barracks...find an open bunk...and fall down until we ca organize you something more...private.
Black 1 paused as the elevator came to a stop.
Black 1: The boys and I are going to grab a drink at the lounge. If you change your mind, feel free to join us. Otherwise...get some rest.
All four members of Black Team stepped off the elevator.
Black 1: You did good today Jacob. I look forward to seeing more of what you have in store. Also...if you feel that you want to commit to Black Team...I will put in a good word for you. It has been a long time since we have had a Black 5. It would be nice to have a fifth again.
Black 1 paused.
Black 1: But no more than five. Six just doesn't work out in my opinion.
Black 1 turned, as he, and the rest of Black Team, walked off, heading towards the lounge, leaving Jacob in the elevator.
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