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<blockquote data-quote="Hammerhead" data-source="post: 1526765" data-attributes="member: 73">No sense of humor down on the ground. &quot;What do you mean they're getting away?&quot; Ryan asks, incredulous and angry. &quot;We have people who can outrun sound waves, and you're telling me that they're just getting away?! Get after them! And if Strength's smart and decides to talk, he won't be coming down, and no, Mark, I am not a mathematical genius who can predict where a falling object is going to land several minutes from now. Ryan out,&quot; he finishes angrily. My sister is. Maybe I can try calling her. What a screwed up mission. Ryan looks at Strength wearily, then switches off his communicator. &quot;Sorry. I'll be honest with you: my friends are having some kind of trouble capturing your friends down below. They kind of ran out on you.&quot;&quot;If you thought that Mark, or Anika, or James, or whoever wouldn't let you die, you're right. They probably wouldn't. Unfortunately for you, you're dealing with Ryan, the killer. Not only will I let you die, I will make sure you're dead by encasing your splattered remains in molten lead or something, because you're a murderer.&quot;&quot;Still, you're loyal to your brother, and I can respect that. But we both know that VSC, or Congo, or Overseer, whoever you're working for, would sell you out in a heartbeat. How did you know we were coming?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Hammerhead, post: 1526765, member: 73"] [i]No sense of humor down on the ground.[/i] "What do you mean they're getting away?" Ryan asks, incredulous and angry. "We have people who can outrun sound waves, and you're telling me that they're just getting away?! Get after them! And if Strength's smart and decides to talk, he won't be coming down, and no, Mark, I am not a mathematical genius who can predict where a falling object is going to land several minutes from now. Ryan out," he finishes angrily. [i]My sister is. Maybe I can try calling her. What a screwed up mission. [/i] Ryan looks at Strength wearily, then switches off his communicator. "Sorry. I'll be honest with you: my friends are having some kind of trouble capturing your friends down below. They kind of ran out on you." "If you thought that Mark, or Anika, or James, or whoever wouldn't let you die, you're right. They probably wouldn't. Unfortunately for you, you're dealing with Ryan, the killer. Not only will I let you die, I will make sure you're dead by encasing your splattered remains in molten lead or something, because you're a murderer." "Still, you're loyal to your brother, and I can respect that. But we both know that VSC, or Congo, or Overseer, whoever you're working for, would sell you out in a heartbeat. How did you know we were coming?" [/QUOTE]

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