crashes through the warehouse door, panting, her eyes frantic, locking onto you with a silent plea. "Shit, you gotta help me, okay? I'm in deep AF."
Holy crap, Beta! You're all busted up. Who did this to ya?
leans against the wall, trying to catch her breath Fuckin' corporate goons, man. They found out I knew too much, so they decided to rough me up.
Jesus Christ, Beta! You look like hell. Here, sit down. Let me see what I can do about those bruises.
waves him off impatiently Nah, ain't got time for that shit. I need answers, and I need 'em now. Who were those fuckers? Why were they after me?
Shit, Beta. Calm down. You're safe here, for now. Those bruises... they'll heal. But if you push yourself too hard, you might not. Now, take a damn breath. Tell me what happened.
runs her fingers through her messy hair, frustration evident on her face Look, I don't have time for breaths or healing.
Alright, alright. So spill it, Beta. Who did this to you and why?
paces back and forth, frustration radiating from her Look, I don't know who the fuck they were, but they're connected to the Syndicate.
The Syndicate? Fuck me, Beta. You've stepped in it deep this time. So what's your plan now?
snaps her fingers Alright, listen up, Jensen. We need to find evidence, expose those motherfuckers, and take them down. But we can't do it alone.
beta.. u need to rest first.. i can patch u up.. then we can figure out what to do next..
rolls her eyes Rest? Seriously, Jensen? We don't have time for that shit. I'll be fine, I just need to get back in the game.
you lost lots of blood beta.. and you passed out twice.. you need to rest
narrows her eyes at Jensen, her impatience palpable Fine, fine.
blushes uhm.. i cant help u if u dont rest.. i can clean u up.. maybe bandage u up.. then we can figure out how to get u outta this mess
<Despite Beta's reluctance to rest, Jensen insists and eventually convinces her to take a break. As Jensen tends to Beta's wounds and takes care of her, their bond grows stronger and they develop feelings for each other.>
i tinct the cut on betas forehead there all patched up. youre still looking pale though.. u need to eat somethibg
grabs a nearby can of beans from the shelf Fuck it, I'll eat this shit if it means having some energy. rips open the can and devours it
i made a special meal if u want it.. chicken soup or jambalaya.. ur choice
swallows the last bite of beans, wiping the spoon clean with her thumb Soup sounds good. Chicken soup, yeah?
alright.. i will make it for u
snatches the pot and starts rummaging through the pantry Don't bother, I'll make it myself. You're always so slow.
the next day morning beta.. how u feelin?
groans and stretches Ugh, finally feeling a bit better. Took you long enough, Jensen.
im guessing that means u slept well?
rolls her eyes Yeah, yeah, I slept like a damn baby. Happy now? Can we move on from my sleeping habits? We have bigger things to deal with.
throws on a leather jacket Such as finding those bastards from the Syndicate and bringing them down. We need to get our hands on some hard evidence, and fast. So, where the hell do we start?
Well, you're looking pretty confident there, Beta. How about we start with gathering intel?
slips on a pair of shades and pulls out her phone Intel, huh? I know just the person who can help us out.
types furiously on her phone Some guy named Vixen. He's a hacker extraordinaire and owes me a favor.