[--So whatever prize lays at the end of this odd little rainbow of theirs, Fitz had a hand in creating. It further opens the door of possibility as to just what the treasure might be; a bit of tech, no doubt, although given the man’s skill that’s about all that Rip can guess at.
Besides—he merely would’ve given form to Peggy’s ideas. As he’s just said: she’s not one to often let others dictate terms.
And the price of his commission had been an odd one. Rip might have been about to ask after that very detail when Peggy jams an finger into his side, begins flopping her hands about in what no doubt would be a very precise and easily understood military bit of signaling. Instead, however, Rip takes merely one or two steps forward before he frowns back at the woman.]
Why don’t you just shoot it?
[He does speak softly, at least. But from the tone of his voice, it’s clear that Rip sees this as a very viable, very simple solution to the matter at hand.
And might well be drawing his gun had he carried it with him.]
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Besides—he merely would’ve given form to Peggy’s ideas. As he’s just said: she’s not one to often let others dictate terms.
And the price of his commission had been an odd one. Rip might have been about to ask after that very detail when Peggy jams an finger into his side, begins flopping her hands about in what no doubt would be a very precise and easily understood military bit of signaling. Instead, however, Rip takes merely one or two steps forward before he frowns back at the woman.]
Why don’t you just shoot it?
[He does speak softly, at least. But from the tone of his voice, it’s clear that Rip sees this as a very viable, very simple solution to the matter at hand.
And might well be drawing his gun had he carried it with him.]