[ Disabling security is one of his strong points and habit at this stage in his life. He'd prefer not to hurt or kill—at least not yet—but his tracks being covered is an absolute necessity. Though, apparently, it doesn't even matter any longer since he's been caught. He may as well left everything linked and just invited everyone on the floor in to watch him.
It burns, still, to have been sighted while on a mission. Even if the mission perimeters were set by himself.
Locus makes a noise that is somewhere along the border of a snort but not quite. Were he the sort to roll his eyes, he would because he's heard these types of boasts before. Many, many, many times. The look that settles on his face is somewhere between disbelief and disappointment. ]
You would be surprised at the hubris of many men. [ There's a beat of a pause and he tilts his head a touch to the side, eyes narrowing into a piercing stare for that moment. One brow twitches imperceptibly. ] Or perhaps you would not.
[ Because there are always mistakes made. All the jobs he's been on have proven that. Some are smarter than average, but a lot just leave all the goods lying around within reach of someone else. Since Locus doesn't quite know everything about the people here just yet, he doesn't know if this Petyr Baelish is a fool like all the others or a step above the rest to provide him with an interesting challenge. ]
I can't say if there is anything you can help me with.
[ Because maybe it's not worth it. He's dealt with cocky assholes before. One far worse and one that hangs around like a bad rash he can't and won't get rid of. This is child's play in comparison. ]
Everyone has a price and I'm not one to play games. You have information worth knowing and I want to have it. We can make nice and negotiate a compromise; make it easy. Or I can get it a different way.
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It burns, still, to have been sighted while on a mission. Even if the mission perimeters were set by himself.
Locus makes a noise that is somewhere along the border of a snort but not quite. Were he the sort to roll his eyes, he would because he's heard these types of boasts before. Many, many, many times. The look that settles on his face is somewhere between disbelief and disappointment. ]
You would be surprised at the hubris of many men. [ There's a beat of a pause and he tilts his head a touch to the side, eyes narrowing into a piercing stare for that moment. One brow twitches imperceptibly. ] Or perhaps you would not.
[ Because there are always mistakes made. All the jobs he's been on have proven that. Some are smarter than average, but a lot just leave all the goods lying around within reach of someone else. Since Locus doesn't quite know everything about the people here just yet, he doesn't know if this Petyr Baelish is a fool like all the others or a step above the rest to provide him with an interesting challenge. ]
I can't say if there is anything you can help me with.
[ Because maybe it's not worth it. He's dealt with cocky assholes before. One far worse and one that hangs around like a bad rash he can't and won't get rid of. This is child's play in comparison. ]
Everyone has a price and I'm not one to play games. You have information worth knowing and I want to have it. We can make nice and negotiate a compromise; make it easy. Or I can get it a different way.