[Being menacing while looking like a bad 1950s spaceman is difficult, but Lindianne puts a surprising amount of menace in as simple an action as leaning forward. She crosses her arms with the telltale crinkling of plastic. Stares at Bohdan. Waits for his angry insults to fade into silence.]
[Then, in a tone of voice that makes icebergs seem tropical:]
I’m from the government, asshole, and I can make you wish you had the Green Poison. You’ve probably seen those guys with the red wristwatches running around by now. You know those guys?
[One side of Lindianne’s mouth curls back into a snarl.]
I kill those guys. So start talking. What “stuff”? Who do you work for?
no subject
[Being menacing while looking like a bad 1950s spaceman is difficult, but Lindianne puts a surprising amount of menace in as simple an action as leaning forward. She crosses her arms with the telltale crinkling of plastic. Stares at Bohdan. Waits for his angry insults to fade into silence.]
[Then, in a tone of voice that makes icebergs seem tropical:]
I’m from the government, asshole, and I can make you wish you had the Green Poison. You’ve probably seen those guys with the red wristwatches running around by now. You know those guys?
[One side of Lindianne’s mouth curls back into a snarl.]
I kill those guys. So start talking. What “stuff”? Who do you work for?
Lie to me. I dare you.