02-22-2016, 06:38 PM
Quote:This is another day from earlier in Connor's life.
Connor ‘wakes up’ and finds himself at his old desk at Lupercal Enterprises. He rubs his eyes and yawns.
“Hey Con, fall asleep there buddy?”, Ried says with laughter in his voice. Connor rolls his eyes,
“Yeah I had dream where you weren't here to bug me, it was great till I woke up!”, Connor retorts and Reid guffaws loudly. Connor laughs at his own wit.
“Awww, you know it’d get boring without me,” Reid responds.
Connor chuckles, “See ya man.”, he nods to Reid as Reid leaves.
“Hey why don't you stop and come with us?”, Reid offers.
“Nah man, I’m almost done with the design and I want to show it to the client in the morning. If I finish early I might join ya’ll.”, Connor looks up at his friend,
“Okay, I’ll see ya around”, Reid leaves and Connor looks down at his work and hums to himself to film the silence of the now empty office.
It's a 12 gauge hollow point with a brass shell, designed to travel at supersonic speed. It has a ball in the very tip, and grooves that go all the way though the width of the slug, the grooves go down to the bottom and leaves a centimeter of metal. Connor is still trying to get the slug to spread on impact, which when it does it expands to two and a half inches, the size of a fist.
Then he felt the cold metal of a gun barrel press against the back of his head, "Connor Hound, tell us about Marethyu. We know that your father and you are the heads.", the C.I.A operative says coldly as three more enter the room.
"Woah woah, you must've gotten bad intel, Marethyu isn't even Arcadian.", Connor lies.