10-06-2013, 01:54 PM
He still couldn't believe it worked. Whatever it is...
The Custody agent was almost as incredulous as Nicholas Trano. It was probably a massive breach of protocol to just let someone walk away right after Ascendancy himself had been threatened. Someone was definitely getting fired.
As it was, at least he was headed back to the hotel. Maybe he'd see about meeting up with Jon Little Bird for drinks--it'd be nice to have someone in Moscow who wasn't CIA or a Custody shill to talk to, and Chen was probably busy getting cavity searched in a CCD interrogation room.
He turned to the agent, a straight-backed and muscular man in his mid-twenties. "Thanks for walking me out."
Trano received an uncertain nod in return, before the man departed. Probably heading back to make sure his commander hasn't had a minor stroke--
which he very well may have. Trano didn't want to think of those implications just yet.
The driver got out and opened the door for him--unnecessary, really. He hated being treated like that--rich, famous, fragile. Still, he hopped right in. He was more than happy to get away from Nikolai Brandon, even if in theory the man could have him killed whenever he wanted. That thought made him smile. Fear and logic are two different things.
Then he turned his head--looking to see if there was anything to drink, truth be told--and found himself face to face with the Ice Queen, who instantly whipped a screen at him. "What the hell happened in there!
She wasn't happy. At least she found her voice.
Luckily enough, the car was stocked. He poured himself a glass of scotch as he answered.
"Well, all the lights in the room decided to explode."
He didn't empty the glass right after answering. Well, actually he did.
Of course, Ice Queen gave him another one of her flat stares. She really did those well--well enough that after a few seconds he was forced to elaborate.
"The lights all popped, but the bastard on the stage didn't even flinch. He stared straight at me while it happened, too."
Of course, that was crazy. Not as crazy as what actually happened though. "Now you tell me what that means--I'd really rather not wake up in Brandon's personal rape dungeon.
Reed ignored Trano's remark and went on to the next line of questioning. "And how did you get out of there? Standard operating procedure is to detain everyone." She must have thought she had laser vision, because she was trying her hardest to burn a hole straight through him.
Trano shrugged--the alcohol took a bit of the edge off the events. "Don't know. I told the senior officer it was obvious I had nothing to do with the explosions--I'd hazard a guess he believed me."
Edited by Nick Trano, Oct 6 2013, 02:27 PM.
The Custody agent was almost as incredulous as Nicholas Trano. It was probably a massive breach of protocol to just let someone walk away right after Ascendancy himself had been threatened. Someone was definitely getting fired.
As it was, at least he was headed back to the hotel. Maybe he'd see about meeting up with Jon Little Bird for drinks--it'd be nice to have someone in Moscow who wasn't CIA or a Custody shill to talk to, and Chen was probably busy getting cavity searched in a CCD interrogation room.
He turned to the agent, a straight-backed and muscular man in his mid-twenties. "Thanks for walking me out."
Trano received an uncertain nod in return, before the man departed. Probably heading back to make sure his commander hasn't had a minor stroke--
which he very well may have. Trano didn't want to think of those implications just yet.
The driver got out and opened the door for him--unnecessary, really. He hated being treated like that--rich, famous, fragile. Still, he hopped right in. He was more than happy to get away from Nikolai Brandon, even if in theory the man could have him killed whenever he wanted. That thought made him smile. Fear and logic are two different things.
Then he turned his head--looking to see if there was anything to drink, truth be told--and found himself face to face with the Ice Queen, who instantly whipped a screen at him. "What the hell happened in there!
She wasn't happy. At least she found her voice.
Luckily enough, the car was stocked. He poured himself a glass of scotch as he answered.
"Well, all the lights in the room decided to explode."
He didn't empty the glass right after answering. Well, actually he did.
Of course, Ice Queen gave him another one of her flat stares. She really did those well--well enough that after a few seconds he was forced to elaborate.
"The lights all popped, but the bastard on the stage didn't even flinch. He stared straight at me while it happened, too."
Of course, that was crazy. Not as crazy as what actually happened though. "Now you tell me what that means--I'd really rather not wake up in Brandon's personal rape dungeon.
Reed ignored Trano's remark and went on to the next line of questioning. "And how did you get out of there? Standard operating procedure is to detain everyone." She must have thought she had laser vision, because she was trying her hardest to burn a hole straight through him.
Trano shrugged--the alcohol took a bit of the edge off the events. "Don't know. I told the senior officer it was obvious I had nothing to do with the explosions--I'd hazard a guess he believed me."
Edited by Nick Trano, Oct 6 2013, 02:27 PM.