[The hard clatter of the rain in the courtyard doesn't quite mute Flint's low noise of assent.]
See to the necessary arrangements with Adjei, would you, [he says after a moment.] Should he require any immediate assistance while we're away, he should feel free to make demands of Rutyer. I suspect Diplomacy owes us all a favor or two.
[ Some of the tension that had wound up once this business was made plain sort of resolves back into something more business-like. He nods to this request, and then
a slight crack in professionalism in the form of a cynical exhale at the summoning of Rutyer's name. Yeah, sure. But what he says is, ]
[Is there some trace sentiment of 'You're fucking telling me' that surfaces in answer to that huff of air? Somewhere in the upward flex of eyebrows or the line of Flint's mouth behind red whiskers, maybe.]
Captain.
[With some jangle of hardware made more or less inaudible by the sheeting rain, Flint moves past him on his original track. Presumably there is a short list of further disasters elsewhere in the Gallows which requires averting before they decamp from the island.]
no subject
Any agent they willingly put into our hands isn't anyone worth influencing.
[ They are agreed, then. ]
no subject
See to the necessary arrangements with Adjei, would you, [he says after a moment.] Should he require any immediate assistance while we're away, he should feel free to make demands of Rutyer. I suspect Diplomacy owes us all a favor or two.
[For reasons.]
no subject
a slight crack in professionalism in the form of a cynical exhale at the summoning of Rutyer's name. Yeah, sure. But what he says is, ]
Aye, Commander.
[ And steps aside to let Flint pass first. ]
gold star we did it
Captain.
[With some jangle of hardware made more or less inaudible by the sheeting rain, Flint moves past him on his original track. Presumably there is a short list of further disasters elsewhere in the Gallows which requires averting before they decamp from the island.]