[It comes across as the usual irritated complaint, but there's a genuine thread of fear coiling behind it. What happens if the Nest moves on, leaves them here? They're in a system now, no place to hide, and sooner or later someone's going to realise they aren't who they say they are. They aren't from here. And that the things in their heads aren't either.
Thankfully, or not, he's interrupted from those considerations by movement from the corner of the cell he'd been specifically hoping there wouldn't be any. But Bellamy's glance around had been the last straw on holding the tenuous space they'd had. Internally, Murphy groans.]
(In the meantime you're going to need to remember that asshole I met when we first hit the ground.)
[There's a flash of memory, Bellamy back at the dropship camp before everything had truly started going to hell. Confident, arrogant, violent, all the other negative personality traits necessary to bring 100 criminal kids into line. But Bellamy didn't need to lead this cell. He just needed to survive it, and Murphy pulls himself to his feet just in time to nearly collide with their incoming company, forcing the man to stop and take a step back, away from him and Bellamy.]
Sorry, Yan. [There's nothing apologetic in his tone, drawling, cruel amusement curling at the edges. He looks the man up and down, making special emphasis for how he can see over his head.] Guess I didn't see you there.
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[It comes across as the usual irritated complaint, but there's a genuine thread of fear coiling behind it. What happens if the Nest moves on, leaves them here? They're in a system now, no place to hide, and sooner or later someone's going to realise they aren't who they say they are. They aren't from here. And that the things in their heads aren't either.
Thankfully, or not, he's interrupted from those considerations by movement from the corner of the cell he'd been specifically hoping there wouldn't be any. But Bellamy's glance around had been the last straw on holding the tenuous space they'd had. Internally, Murphy groans.]
( In the meantime you're going to need to remember that asshole I met when we first hit the ground. )
[There's a flash of memory, Bellamy back at the dropship camp before everything had truly started going to hell. Confident, arrogant, violent, all the other negative personality traits necessary to bring 100 criminal kids into line. But Bellamy didn't need to lead this cell. He just needed to survive it, and Murphy pulls himself to his feet just in time to nearly collide with their incoming company, forcing the man to stop and take a step back, away from him and Bellamy.]
Sorry, Yan. [There's nothing apologetic in his tone, drawling, cruel amusement curling at the edges. He looks the man up and down, making special emphasis for how he can see over his head.] Guess I didn't see you there.