Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160222012105/@comment-29559990-20160318192910

Jager turned his head slightly to glare at the Engineer. His cold, emotionless lenses examined Da Rosa's face.

"My schematics are mine alone, Doctor," Jager hissed, turning back away. He knew one of these guys would want to know how he was built. "I'd prefer it stay that way."

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Vladimir wanted to say something more, but no words came out of his mouth. He just stared for a while, before looking to the ground and sighing. "My job is to protect you, Captain. Until I'm told otherwise. If I have to share fates to perform a duty, then so be it,"

Still, he had been dismisses, so he left. Slowly, with his eyes locked on the ground in front of him. He owed his loyalty to Zekoff, Aleks, and Russia. He wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he felt that a short time from now, be loyal to all would be an impossibility...