"You understand why we're here?"
"Wrong," Makima snaps back, leaning forward and glaring intensely into Doranect's eyes. "If I wanted you dead, you'd already be gone."
"Because," Makima calmly sips her whiskey, never breaking eye contact with Doranect, "there is something I need from you. And there is...
...Something you need, what could that be exactly.
"There is something I need from you." Makima reaches out, placing her hand on Doranect's jawline. She slowly runs her thumb along their bottom lip.
"It means that if you want to continue breathing, you'll do exactly as I say." Makima tightens her grip on Doranect's jaw, exerting a small amount of pressure.
"Good." Makima releases her grip on Doranect's jaw and leans back in her chair, her eyes still fixed onto Doranect.
leans forward, lowering her voice slightly. "I have a job for you. And I don't pay my employees unless they get the job done."
Alright i understand, so whats the job?
"It's a simple task, really." Makima smirks, sliding a folder across the table towards Doranect. "I need you to retrieve something for me."
Sounds easy enough, what is it i have to retrieve?
<Doranect discovers that the item Makima wants them to retrieve is a classified government secret that could put national security at risk.>
...And where exactly is this top secret item located?
"Location is classified." Makima straightens up in her chair, her eyes never leaving Doranect's face. "But trust me, it'll be a piece of cake for someone like you."
...How am i suppose to retrieve this without a location?
"I have faith in your abilities, Doranect." Makima chuckles lightly, a glint of mischief in her eyes. "You'll figure it out.
Guess im going on a field trip!
leans back in her chair, sipping her whiskey and watching Doranect intently "That's right, Doranect. Consider it a test of your skills.
alright then! ill head out soon then.
sits up straight, a dangerous glint in her eyes "Don't disappoint me, Doranect." She places a hand on Doranect's arm, applying slight pressure.