Their task was completed miraculously quickly, hopefully they would not be lying. Although with the amount of experience these gentlemen had with procedures like these, the likely-hood was as close to non-existent as they were going to get. After speaking to their taskmaster, Mantis, Oliver...
Following Oliver into the domicile, Edmond figured under normal circumstances when there are two hostages in the same room they either rat the other out or band together to resist the tempting release from pain. Seeing as how the two captured gentlemen were brothers a severe dedication to...
Edmond stared at the man with his extended, straight in the face without some much as blinking. In a very deep and questioning tone he asked of him,"Revoked? Are you sure?".
After a second of deep thought he exhaled slowly closing his eyes and taking in the news he felt the weight on his...
Turning back to Oliver to address his proposal, Edmond stated clearly, "Let us see if we can even have Mr.Duran check in to our care before I am relieved of duty. We can find his place of living and wait for his return, provided there wont be any disturbances. It will no doubt be a long wait if...
Mr.Brains here was aware of the drug he was given, but unaware of the tampering done to it. All the same, his points were valid enough for him to pocket away the drug for another time. No doubt these gentlemen have done their fair share of torture, it may be possible to not have to stoop to...
"I do not approve of torture. That physical form of interrogation I will never condone, but mental interrogation is just fine and easier. Personally I would like to try medical interrogation."
Edmond opened his pack and rummaged through the clanking bottles he enjoyed the sound of so highly...
"Torture? How barbaric. Do you realize how much it takes to clean up such a mess and what a strain it is on the participants, tortures included? Its exhausting. I assumed we were gonna ask some questions, throw around some bribes, and when all else fails get a little demanding. Besides torture...
Edmond was relieved when two others approached his selected car, interesting it was the two gentlemen who he knew were gonna cause an incident on the bus. Without a doubt they were partners in crime before their capture, and what was more, they were well trained at what they do. One man...
The message came loud and clear, it was time to move out. The selection of tasks from the wrist interfaces was not a vote for the popular mission taking group precedence, but to divide them based on preference, this was an interesting outcome for Edmond. He donned his lab coat and desired...
Without even an answer from the gentleman in the room, the message from Mantis was heeded as they marched past him gear in hand. Edmond was slightly troubled by the absence of a response, nevertheless he headed back to the common area to collect his things. He was curious as to which mission...
A long slumber concluded Edmonds time of relaxation and inaction. With the common area still vacant and no further messages from Mantis, the doctor began sorting out his capsules and container in accordance with whatever task they were given. With up to 20 bottles of toxins to choose from, no...
Awaking from a sleep Edmond was unaware that he took, the communicator given to them was flashing and barking instructions for assignments that were being provided. Collecting himself and ensuring he was focused the Doctor responded with "3" then returned to rest on his bed not completely...
Enjoying his first self made meal in quite awhile, the fellow gentlemen in the kitchen also took a fancy to a bowl of sustenance. Acknowledging each ones thanks for meals consumed with a nod, Edmond believed now was a good as time as any to partake in a nice rinse. Perusing through a closet to...
"Seeing we've now met our mysterious savior, what do you think of him? Think he's trustworthy?"
"Trustworthy or not, he is not the one we should be concerned with. He is just the voice of a force we are unaware of."
Looking down at his concoction of peaches, beans, and soup Edmond pondered...
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