Sebastian stood, pulling the weapon out. Of course he had come armed, but fucking Agent Cocksucker confiscated his weapons. At least that’s what he wanted to say.
“And If I kill?” He asked, curios ready for whatever the person had become.
“Then you’ll be shot on sight,” Natasha answers levelly, dragging him down the corridor. “We need to find out what this thing does, and contain it. You shoot if she’s coming towards you, ready to infect - not a minute before.”
As they reach the door, Natasha gains an update from the agents on the scene before turning to Sebastian. “I’m going in. Think you can resist pulling a trigger for five minutes?”
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Sebastian checked to make sure that his weapon was loaded, and the safety removed. He wasn’t allowed to kill it, but he...
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Natasha rolls her eyes, leaning back against the wall. “The only thing that’s changed is you’re old, Moran. I’ll be next...