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ᴊᴏsʜ ғᴀʀᴀᴅᴀʏ ([personal profile] peacemakers) wrote in [community profile] cowbabes 2016-10-22 07:56 am (UTC)

[ Faraday observes her for another long moment, utilizing some of that focus she often accused him of lacking, before he nods once, turning his gaze back to the equipment. ]

Not now, then.

[ An agreement, but also another one of those half-promises. Not now, sure. Now wasn't the appropriate time. But afterward? Once Rivera and Bogue have inadvertently given themselves up and the information is secured? Faraday intends to yank on that thread again and unravel whatever that mystery is.

Emma was focused at all times, certainly, but this focus was dangerous. This focus was the type one uses when sighting down a sniper rifle with a clear shot on a target, trigger finger itching to squeeze. This focus promised violence and retribution, was an inferno raging below the surface.

It had something to do with these two men. Bogue specifically, if Faraday had to make a wager – and he's reasonably sure it's a safe one.

At last the chit-chat ends, and Bogue is the one to say, "We're both busy men. Shall we get to business?" Faraday perks up at that, resists the urge to throw up his hands and grumble, Finally, and instead shifts the headphones so they're securely over both ears. ]

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