“Only legacies, can combat legacies… That is true… My brother is a legacy… but he might take a little convincing to do… No one said we couldn’t use legacies to help control others.”
Follows because Gar is bored and just wants to get home.
“Smart… really smart… Is there a way we could contact him? He could be of much use to us.”
(oh monkke, you old troll)
Francis walks out in broad daylight, metal gun in hand and metal boots on his feet.
“Behold, petty villains! I will set an example of ehat villainy truly means!”
He runs toward the government building.
As the guard escorts Rito down the tower, he sees Francis rushing towards the entrance.
“I don’t get paid enough for this.”
“Sir. If you don’t mind answering, what is your name?”
He’s out making deliveries. As a delivery man because he didn’t want to get a job because of his stinking attitude. Now I can’t say that can I?
“I’ll contact him. He’s my brother after all (and living with me).”
(Brackets are mumbles.)
Walk in the middle of Francis and the guard.
Gar Yawns
Alexander: “Let us accompany you, we might be of help.”
Ivan: russian “Take the guns?”
Fedorov nods
Ivan and Dmitry head out of the office, going to a room nearby to get their handguns.
“Name’s Pierre. Thanks for asking.”
(ew, is he french or something? he hasn’t surrendered yet so i don’t think he’s french)
“Ok then…”
She whips out her phone and messages Gar.
“Guns aren’t needed. I know him too well.”
Rito looks at Francis with a glare of content.
“Are you here to make a peace offering with him? He is quite intelligent. As for his location, I have no clue.”
(RUSSIAN LADY poggers)
“Of course not! I am here to take him hostage and blackmail the government for money!”
“Take him hostage? But there is no need to do such a thing. He is finding a way to make the world a better place.”
“People are O for one on taking Samuel hostage so far, bud. Watch yourself.”
Looks at Rito and Pierre.
“You two should kiss.”