Hmm, potentially. Shimmer was manufactured underground, but you'd know more about the other toxin. There are plenty of labs around these parts that they could operate from.
[Would it be secretive or would they simply find a way to manufacture quickly and then protect their assets?]
[He wasn't certain that even he had the skills to convince her not to trust someone to act in their own interests when this entire world was built to test how they would try (and maybe fail) to save their worlds. This could just be part of the plan on some level.
Yet, at the suggestion, he simply smiled secretively.]
I breathe trench air from the worst parts of the undercity. We should keep this quiet until we have solid evidence.
[Jason has little doubt on whether Vander is tough. One has to be when living in places like Zaun or Crime Alley. But whatever this trench air is, it's nothing compared to getting a dose of fear toxin]
My side will be monitoring. We've been monitoring since we realized he showed up. Is anyone else on your side aware of this?
[He did take the advice seriously, but he also expected that there were perhaps other modes of introduction of the toxin into the system. Perhaps that's where the pair would switch things up. Who knew. He would prepare accordingly.]
How many are on your side?
[He considered the question seriously, mulling it over. He sipped his whiskey.]
Potentially one other. Even if they aren't aware, I don't expect them to condone it anyway.
[There was the need to protect their own, and yet, he expected there was more than that involved here. He watched Jason carefully to try to understand the other man a little more.]
It doesn't matter to me; I make my stand the same way regardless of anyone else from my world. If you all want to take lead, do so.
I'm aware. I did run part of city for some years and there were plenty that would want to see me or mine dead.
[He knew the necessity of caution, but on the heels of what his side had just gone through being rallied as they had, it didn't chase the paranoia in him. It was good he has a stone for now.]
Do we? I expect your intel will be deeper than mine. I have tread carefully.
Don't give me so much credit. By the time Shimmer hits the streets in my city, I'm not around anymore.
[He raised his glass slightly as if toasting himself and his demise.]
We're outsiders to each other. It's going to take time and effort to build trust after what happened, so I suggest we make time for that if we are looking for cooperation. Just know though: if one of yours tries a hit on any Zaunite regardless of what they have done, it's over. We defend our own.
[He was left momentarily wondering if his loyalty on that front would be reciprocated. He decided that was one of those thoughts that was best left to two in the morning when he was closing the bar.]
[Jason is quiet as he considers Vander’s words. It’s a reiterated warning. While Jason doesn’t entirely agree with it, he understands where Vander is coming from. Jason can’t say if the rest of his family will have the same level of nuanced understanding as he does]
And how about when Silco and Scarecrow make their move?
Silco is my responsibility. If you want Crane to also be my responsibility, that's fine too, but I expect your people would the respect to wrangle one of their world.
[He supposed that Silco had been his responsibility for a long time, and he expected he would be as successful now as he had been then. They didn't have the benefit of mutual respect these days. And Runeterra was in the balance.
He downed his whiskey in a single gulp as he thought of the difficulties that were on the horizon.]
Yeah, Scarecrow’s ours to take down. Can we cooperate then? This can’t be a solo job.
[Jason doesn’t like that Crane might be up to his old tricks again but the possibility is looking more likely. He just hopes there aren’t more obstacles along the way, like infighting]
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[Would it be secretive or would they simply find a way to manufacture quickly and then protect their assets?]
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[How fast Crane can whip it up is a question Jason doesn't really have an answer to]
If Crane already knows vigilantes from his world are also here, he'd want to take the most secretively lab to avoid detection.
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[However, that didn't change the fact that Aurora could willingly bring items in on request. They may only delay the inevitable.]
He knows. People like that cover their basis before they make a move.
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[Jason's index finger traces the rim of his tumbler]
Might wanna consider rebreathers or gas masks soon.
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[He wasn't certain that even he had the skills to convince her not to trust someone to act in their own interests when this entire world was built to test how they would try (and maybe fail) to save their worlds. This could just be part of the plan on some level.
Yet, at the suggestion, he simply smiled secretively.]
I breathe trench air from the worst parts of the undercity. We should keep this quiet until we have solid evidence.
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My side will be monitoring. We've been monitoring since we realized he showed up. Is anyone else on your side aware of this?
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How many are on your side?
[He considered the question seriously, mulling it over. He sipped his whiskey.]
Potentially one other. Even if they aren't aware, I don't expect them to condone it anyway.
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[Jason's aware of how unhelpful the answer is but he still needs to play some things close to the chest]
Depending on how this goes, you'll probably find out soon enough. We're all gonna need to cooperate.
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[There was the need to protect their own, and yet, he expected there was more than that involved here. He watched Jason carefully to try to understand the other man a little more.]
It doesn't matter to me; I make my stand the same way regardless of anyone else from my world. If you all want to take lead, do so.
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[Jason sips his whiskey]
I'd rather this be a cooperation than one leading the other. We each have about half the intel to to this next disaster.
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[He knew the necessity of caution, but on the heels of what his side had just gone through being rallied as they had, it didn't chase the paranoia in him. It was good he has a stone for now.]
Do we? I expect your intel will be deeper than mine. I have tread carefully.
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[After just barely averting one disaster, Jason's trying to make it clear he's much more interested in teamwork for the next incoming crisis]
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[He raised his glass slightly as if toasting himself and his demise.]
We're outsiders to each other. It's going to take time and effort to build trust after what happened, so I suggest we make time for that if we are looking for cooperation. Just know though: if one of yours tries a hit on any Zaunite regardless of what they have done, it's over. We defend our own.
[He was left momentarily wondering if his loyalty on that front would be reciprocated. He decided that was one of those thoughts that was best left to two in the morning when he was closing the bar.]
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And how about when Silco and Scarecrow make their move?
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[He supposed that Silco had been his responsibility for a long time, and he expected he would be as successful now as he had been then. They didn't have the benefit of mutual respect these days. And Runeterra was in the balance.
He downed his whiskey in a single gulp as he thought of the difficulties that were on the horizon.]
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[Jason doesn’t like that Crane might be up to his old tricks again but the possibility is looking more likely. He just hopes there aren’t more obstacles along the way, like infighting]
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[It sounded like a nickname similar to his being called Hound of the Underground.]