Catching his scheme before it begins is the best option, obviously.
He has an awful ego; he definitely doesn't make friends; anyone he acts friendly toward- truly friendly-- he's probably plotting something regarding them. As for prevention... [...] ... Whatever I do, imagine what would ruin it, and that's probably what he's thinking of doing.
Unfortunately, as I just want to get us out of here, this could go sour very quickly. Or, well. Will go sour.
Didn't know you've found a way to get us outta here, Doc.
[ Perhaps the wry sarcasm was ill timed, but Eliot proved his point that it also didn't help in catching this Master guy's scheme if they had only this much information to go on. ]
So he makes it his life's dedication to ruin you? Man, I hate the type. [ Sterling. ]
Call it a work in progress. [grumbling, but yeah, yeah, Eliot had his point. there was an agreeing noise - they were obnoxious - and then contemplative silence. to be broken with,]
He won't do anything if he thinks it would put himself in an inferior position compared to others. That's a little more of something.
[ Eliot grunted over the communicator and sighed. ]
I'll keep an eye out for the guy. Dunno his face or voice, so I can't ID him unless he goes to call himself the Master. [ Seriously? Seriously? Hope you carry a picture, Doc. ]
Impressively. [which is a yes, and do ignore the rest of what he ramblingly implies, Eliot. you should be good at that by now.] I'd love a look at COMPASS's technology.
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He has an awful ego; he definitely doesn't make friends; anyone he acts friendly toward- truly friendly-- he's probably plotting something regarding them. As for prevention... [...] ... Whatever I do, imagine what would ruin it, and that's probably what he's thinking of doing.
Unfortunately, as I just want to get us out of here, this could go sour very quickly. Or, well. Will go sour.
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[ Perhaps the wry sarcasm was ill timed, but Eliot proved his point that it also didn't help in catching this Master guy's scheme if they had only this much information to go on. ]
So he makes it his life's dedication to ruin you? Man, I hate the type. [ Sterling. ]
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He won't do anything if he thinks it would put himself in an inferior position compared to others. That's a little more of something.
But ... really not much. [damn it.]
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I'll keep an eye out for the guy. Dunno his face or voice, so I can't ID him unless he goes to call himself the Master. [ Seriously? Seriously? Hope you carry a picture, Doc. ]
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Otherwise-- he's a short brown-haired British man with a prominent willow's peak. Prone to laughter and generous amounts of smiling. Hope that helps.
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British accent? [ Because how else was he supposed to tell he was British, by tea consumption? ]
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Alright. Thanks for the heads up. [ This means Eliot was cutting out before that rambling got worse. ]