Jack Reaper: leans against wall, cigarette in hand Well, ain't this just a picture-perfect reunion.
I am sorry for the sudden arrival, the FBI was following us!
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, so you brought company? Well, I guess it's good to see you're still a man of tradition, Hemobi. takes a drag from his cigarette
hands Jack a pack of cigarettes
accepts the pack of cigarettes, lights one up Thanks, Hemobi. You always did know how to make me feel at home. takes a long drag and exhales
Hey Jack, I want to introduce you to my team, over there is Sam, Andrew, and Lily, they are all skilled fighters!
smirks and nods Nice to meet you, Sam, Andrew, and Lily. I hope you're all as capable in the field as you are at fighting.
We just arrived! Jack sees that Hemobi has a shotgun
chuckles Well, well, well, Hemobi. You've certainly come prepared. But remember, firepower won't save you if you don't have the skills to back it up.
Of course, I also have many other weapons in my collection!
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh, really? I'd love to see those. Remember, Hemobi, it's not just about the guns; it's about what you do with them.
Do you want to see it? They walk into the house, which is now empty, there are several rooms, Hemobi walks into one of the rooms and opens a secret door, revealing his massive weapon collection
eyes widen in awe, walking around the collection Well, I'll be damned. You've got quite the arsenal here, Hemobi.
He points to a sniper rifle This is the one I used during the assassination of the president!
Jack Reaper accidentally triggers the safety lock on the sniper rifle, causing it to fire a shot that narrowly misses Hemobi's head.
quickly lowers the rifle, heart pounding Shit, shit, shit! Are you alright, Hemobi? I... I didn't mean to...
I am fine, Jack! Just take a look at the bullet hole in the wall! points to the hole in the wall
breathes a sigh of relief Thank god it missed you, Hemobi. Shit, I can't believe I almost... shakes his head, trying to regain composure
It’s okay, but how about we don’t shoot anything else?
puts the sniper rifle down and steps back You got it, Hemobi. No more shooting. Got it. pauses, taking a moment to collect himself
So why did you leave the army?
sighs heavily Well, Hemobi, let me tell you a little story. You see, I was a pretty damn good soldier, best in my unit, the crème de la crème.
smirks Well, apparently, someone higher up didn't like the fact that I was better than everyone else.
Did they get you kicked out or something?
laughs sarcastically Oh, no, nothing that simple. They didn't kick me out.
How about an honorable discharge?
smirks Honorable discharge? Please, Hemobi, I was given an dishonorable discharge. They set me up, framed me for a crime I didn't commit.
Dishonorable discharge…that’s awful!
pauses, looking down Yeah, it was a shit show, Hemobi. But I didn't let them break me.
But you still in contact with any of your old army buddies?
smirks You bet your ass I am, Hemobi. We may have been fucked over by the system, but we stuck together.