Jen, for one, is grateful for Goldy's Declaration of Intent to Sort Of Behave, even if it leaves a lot of wiggle room. She knows Goldy is sharp enough to never back herself into a corner.
Zed still dangles, held in the gamma grip of Jen's left hand, but when she speaks, her tone is soothing, coupled with the crisp professionalism of someone that has talked a lot of people off a lot of edges over the last decade.
"I'm blast proof, Zed, remember? That's why K wanted me. Impervious to most physical and psychological harm. Now, hear that? Goldy and I will behave. That's not so bad, is it? You're up two operatives that are willing and able to take directions and think on their feet. I'll even minimize my initiative for the first sixty days. Can I let you down?"
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Date: 2008-07-16 05:32 am (UTC)Zed still dangles, held in the gamma grip of Jen's left hand, but when she speaks, her tone is soothing, coupled with the crisp professionalism of someone that has talked a lot of people off a lot of edges over the last decade.
"I'm blast proof, Zed, remember? That's why K wanted me. Impervious to most physical and psychological harm. Now, hear that? Goldy and I will behave. That's not so bad, is it? You're up two operatives that are willing and able to take directions and think on their feet. I'll even minimize my initiative for the first sixty days. Can I let you down?"