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Post by Tank Stryker on Apr 30, 2019 22:41:18 GMT -5
"I don't want to see that again either. That last one was a shitshow, and this has the potential to be even worse based on what I'm hearing," Tank understood. "Alright. Here's what we'll do. I'm keeping my mouth shut, but one of you will have to bring it up if you feel this strongly about it. Silva, I think it should be you."
"You just need to tell Hardy everything you told me. I don't think your personal feelings are necessary to drive the point home, so only tell him how YOU feel if it comes to it. You're his best friend. If he's going to listen to anyone, it's going to be you. If he chooses to stay with her, that's alright. Well...let's be honest. Based on what we're talking about, it's not alright, but we need to respect his wishes when all is said and done. If he likes or loves her, that's just how it is. Support him, but watch his back no matter what."
"Alana, you can't say ANYTHING about this, okay? Not only could Noland or Petra take it as you being jealous, but then it could make this whole situation blow up even more. And I agree with Lydia. Whatever you're doing, keep doing it. We're going to figure out what the hell these ladies are so pissed about very soon and why they can't seem to mind their own damn business."
"And one more thing. Lydia's cool, but we know she'll stir the pot if she wants to. Act like nothing's going on if you see her. We don't know if she's saying anything to the Angels or if she WILL talk if we give her anything."
"Any questions?"
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Post by Noland Hardy on Apr 30, 2019 23:13:18 GMT -5
Without their knowledge or consent, Noland was listening to EVERYTHING from the rooftop of the medical facility. He was standing there with his eyes closed. He was focusing on hearing what they had to say and nothing more.
When it seemed like the conversation was over and that nothing else would be said, Noland opened his eyes and started walking in the opposite direction so that they don't encounter him. If they see him, they'll know he heard what they said. It'll be hella awkward then.
"...Guess the curse hasn't worn off yet..." Noland sighed despite the fact that he assisted with defeating it.
"Hey...I dunno if this is appropriate to say or not, but...don't do what your father did with your mother, and let's not repeat what happened with Karen. This is a similar situation to those two," Drago pointed out. "By that, I mean...let's talk about this and be transparent with what we're going to do about this."
"...Alright," Noland accepted. "...Well, what are you thinking? Honestly."
"Wash your hands of the situation and get out while we're still able to," Drago proposed. "That's what I think, but I'll support you regardless of what you decide."
"...No need...I agree with you..." Noland admitted. "But...we still have to figure out what the hell is going on with the Knights and Eden. Until then...I'll see how long I can keep this up."
"So that's it?" Drago wondered with the relationship.
"Yeah. That's it," Noland answered.
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