Sevika is truly the only one that has a chance to convince Silco of this. He hates them, Topside. He knows Sevika does too. They both do, they always have. It was always going to go this way, be this way. They hated them for what had been done to them, for every little slight. Every sneer. Every dead body. They had been looked down on for long enough that they both understood what it was that they were fighting for. Sevika was the only one that could have convinced him.
Oh, if only it hadn't been for Vander's big damn mouth, telling him to "be a mentor". The thought rises to the surface, and Silco feels that old asp lash out, a strike Anger. Hot like molten lava. Anger at them, for trying to manipulate them into compromising. To try to draw them into being theirs. To continuing to work together. ]
And if it isn't?
They aren't letting us go. They'll never let us go now. Not if we're working with them. Not if they're going to continue to get our profit.
The... other you said that you were manipulating them out, but I know them. They'll hold on by any means necessary. You can't guarantee that they still won't have holdings. Not without shell structures, investments, or otherwise.
[ He doesn't believe it. He can't.
It couldn't have worked without him. Right? There couldn't have been another way. ]
We can't let them have us.
[ That's what it boiled down to. He didn't want them to have any part. They'd been so close ]
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Sevika is truly the only one that has a chance to convince Silco of this. He hates them, Topside. He knows Sevika does too. They both do, they always have. It was always going to go this way, be this way. They hated them for what had been done to them, for every little slight. Every sneer. Every dead body. They had been looked down on for long enough that they both understood what it was that they were fighting for. Sevika was the only one that could have convinced him.
Oh, if only it hadn't been for Vander's big damn mouth, telling him to "be a mentor". The thought rises to the surface, and Silco feels that old asp lash out, a strike Anger. Hot like molten lava. Anger at them, for trying to manipulate them into compromising. To try to draw them into being theirs. To continuing to work together. ]
And if it isn't?
They aren't letting us go. They'll never let us go now. Not if we're working with them. Not if they're going to continue to get our profit.
The... other you said that you were manipulating them out, but I know them. They'll hold on by any means necessary. You can't guarantee that they still won't have holdings. Not without shell structures, investments, or otherwise.
[ He doesn't believe it. He can't.
It couldn't have worked without him. Right? There couldn't have been another way. ]
We can't let them have us.
[ That's what it boiled down to. He didn't want them to have any part. They'd been so close ]