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Cyrill entered, looked around, and nodded to the pilot. They took to the air and they were on their way.

((Bayer, we're gonna wait a bit so that everyone can be at roughly the same part.))

((Oh yes, definitely. My notes only have two or three people surviving the mission to South America.
And it won't necessarily by Cyrill or anyone from the SAS, either.))

"Well damn," Tiki said. "That was blunt."
He put the kettle and burner away...somewhere, and turned to Xander. There was no humor in his eyes anymore. He looked calculating and dangerous for just a split second, and even Xander realized why Tiki was at the top.
"Let's skip the s**t. I'm here because of what happened. I'm assuming it was you. So, I can go on to speculate that it was you that used the chemical charges that destroyed this facility, for reasons unknown. Assuming you're a mercenary like myself, which you have neither denied nor substantiated, then your employers, or yourself, if this is perhaps a vendetta mission, have something either against the people here or, and perhaps and, the people who hired me."
He dusted off his pants. "Which, I'm afraid, makes us rivals. Unless there's a part of that that you would like to dispute?"

((Well, all my men are dying automatically. Cyrill might survive. But like it says under the news post, high chance of death.))

((Haha. I know that. But I have to be fair to everyone. Even my own characters will be running the exact same risk. It has to do with my plan.))

"Thank God." Xander mumbled when Tiki agreed to skip the s**t, "Actually," Xander started, "Destroying this facility was just a way to let off steam, and I don't know who hired you and I don't give a s**t, we can be rivals if you want, but I won't waste my time with you." Xander explained before being interrupted by Alex,
"Find out if he knows anything!" she demanded. Xander sighed and held up a finger to Tiki and he reached up to his ear with the other hand and removed the mic, stuffing it in his pocket, "Unless our missions are somehow the same, I'll be leaving." he said, a cold look in his eyes. If I knew more about this damned substance I'd be gone by now.

Xander shook his head slowly, Ignorant fool. he thought. And then he took a second take, Tattooed? he wondered, Where the ******** does he see any tattoos?
"It seems you have the positions reversed, first off, I am not a little boy, call me that again and you'll find more than an elbow coming at your head, and where the flaming ******** do you see any tattoos? You may hold the title Worlds Most Effective Mercenary, but that doesn't make you the best. You think that because you hold some fancy title that you're better than me? I'll tell you right now that you're full of bullshit. You know why no one knows about me? It's because no one lives long enough to tell anyone, and those that do keep their mouths shut." he let this sink before continuing, "So. What are you gonna do now?"