[For Zero]

[fourforone]

I've been dancing around this idea here and there, but now that I know what happened and the guy who did it (and what kind of name is Zero, really), I feel like I ought to at least go size the man up, get a feel for his face so that if he ever does get out and does something, then I'll know who I'm aiming my gun at

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[domyshare]

While he wasn't sure how open anyone would be to his requests, Zero did wonder about insisting that any and all visitors be turned away, regardless of who they were or what they came calling for. It was bad enough, being stuck in a box with nowhere to go, nothing to do, and it was made even worse when undesirables decided to pass through.

"Brilliant deduction," Zero replied, not bothering to dignify his presence by even opening his eyes as he lay on the sad excuse of a ‘bed’ in the cell. He knew there was only one sun out there, but maybe being out under it for too long had gotten to the man. Driven nuts inside The Suite, driven nuts outside of it; it was really lose-lose all around for him.

"Trying your hand as a Viewer? Sorry to break it to you, but it doesn't count when you just state previously known facts."

[fourforone]

"The hell are you talking about?" I wonder aloud and drape myself casually on the wall across from the bars. It's not the first prison I've been in and it probably won't be the last, so I figure I might as well make myself comfortable while I take in the look of this guy.

My first thought is 'I could take him', but then, I tend to think that about most, seeing as I'm bigger than the average soldier.

[domyshare]

Zero set his jaw tight, teeth grinding at the back of his mouth. He really wasn’t in the mood for mind games. He ignored the question, for the sake of his own sanity and to cut to the chase, hoping it would help set Cain on his way as quickly as possible. "Why are you here?"

[fourforone]

"I came to get a good look at you so that if and when you get out of this cell, I won't let you near Cain," I announce, cutting straight to the chase and managing to still sound charming about it, like I'm just talking about going to the bar and having a couple of drinks instead of putting a bullet or a grenade through this man's skull.