[ Qubit's expression darkens. This is where it starts to get truly unpleasant. ]
You could say that.
[ He puts the hologram away, taking a second to steel himself against the dread pooling in his chest. We're here. The point of no return. With one last, deliberate breath, he sets his face in determination and crosses his personal Rubicon. ]
9th of July, 2009. In the course of their investigation, the Jackson lab's parent company had uncovered the truth. And in light of the cover-up, I doubt they knew where to turn. If you couldn't trust the Plutonian, who could you trust?
In the end, they approached Samsara. Poor Sam was heartbroken. Tony was his idol. The idea that he could lie about anything, much less something this serious... It must have shattered Sam's entire image of him. He couldn't ignore it. So... he went to Tony.
[ Then, icily, in a tone usually reserved for genuine death threats: ]
no subject
You could say that.
[ He puts the hologram away, taking a second to steel himself against the dread pooling in his chest. We're here. The point of no return. With one last, deliberate breath, he sets his face in determination and crosses his personal Rubicon. ]
9th of July, 2009. In the course of their investigation, the Jackson lab's parent company had uncovered the truth. And in light of the cover-up, I doubt they knew where to turn. If you couldn't trust the Plutonian, who could you trust?
In the end, they approached Samsara. Poor Sam was heartbroken. Tony was his idol. The idea that he could lie about anything, much less something this serious... It must have shattered Sam's entire image of him. He couldn't ignore it. So... he went to Tony.
[ Then, icily, in a tone usually reserved for genuine death threats: ]
Tony carved out half his brain.