Staring at her for a few minutes he shook his head, rolling his eyes slightly up in annoyance.
"How unoriginal...You have no idea how many fools have come through my door, claiming that 'they want to put an end to capitalist greed' or 'fight for the revolution'...What i want is your personal reasoning for it, don't quote me slogans or signs!" he shouted, slamming his fist onto the desk harshly, letting her know he was not joking.
"And Cardamine is a very hard habit to break, i used to make a living destroying shipments of Cardamine to Liberty during my days in the Liberty Revolutionary Front, i have seen firsthand how it affects the people and what happened to many who tried to quit." he stated in a cold manner. "Infact...I bet your either packing right now...If not on your person but your ship perhaps?" He speaks, a hand drifting to the intercom. "Hypothetically, were i to order your...ship to be taken apart and a strip-search ordered of your person, what would i find...If your still packing...I recommend telling me immediately..." he warned, leaning slightly across his desk menacingly, his glasses reflecting the lights of the room off them as he did so.
"Because I...Detest liars and they tend to die by this." He said while holding up his TT-33..."e So...Tell...me...Truthfully...have...You...Abandoned...Cardamine...Completely?" he said, emphasizing each word as he spoke, each word bringing the gun an inch closer to being aimed at her...
