“Ugh. My leg’s falling asleep. I’m need to get up and stretch it out.”
Goethe slowly rises moves out of melee range from Chaggo and then in a flash slides his pistol into his hand and points it in Chaggo’s direction as the reticule from his smartlink appears over his right eye and hovers right between Chaggo’s eyes.
“What you don’t see right now, Chaggo, is a smart-link reticule hovering right between your eyes. You so much as twitch a muscle that is not part of your neck or head, and it’ll be the last thing ever that you don’t see. And I don’t think you’re stupid enough to think I’m bluffing. I think you pretty much know your situation at this point. You’re disarmed, disarmored, and surrounded by people that don’t have much reason to keep you alive. Your possum play might have fooled the others, but it didn’t fool me. By now, Donovan has his pistol pointed at you as well, and Seneth no doubt is doing whatever it is he’d do in this situation.” Shrug
During the following monologue, as long as Chaggo listens and doesn’t make any sudden movements, Goethe will continue. As soon as Chaggo makes a sudden movement, Goethe will shoot him, twice if he can, at which point, the monologue will not finish and play will continue from the point he shot him.
"Anyway, we’re going to try something new. I’ll level with you, and you level with me. No bullshit. No games.
"Right now, the guy you had with you on the train is in Lone Star custody, probably spilling his guts out.
"Right now, the guy you were talking to over your commlink on the train is probably done being scraped off of the pavement by Lone Star and once he heals enough to be in a position to talk will probably spill his guts out as well. He already spilled it to our own physad.
"Soon, your description will probably be flashing over the trids as Lone Star ties you to all these events.
"Soon, Fortnight will probably spill his guts as to what he knows about you to Lone Star as well, after all, how do you think we found you? It didn’t take much to make him talk.
"Essentially, many who knew you have already written you off as dead, and the rest aren’t too far behind. Welcome to Limbo.
"Understand, that once Arry is freed, there’s one thing left to do so that we get paid. Your death. And we know where Arry is. So understand, there isn’t much reason for me not to pull this trigger. In fact, I’m kind of hoping you’ll give me a reason to, because it makes my life easier.
"See, I have real issues with killing in cold blood. Maybe it’s some moral hang-up. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m a businessman in my own way, and have always held that killing is rarely good for business. Maybe a mix of both. Maybe some other reasons I haven’t thought of. But I won’t kill without a good reason. However, I currently have one. As I said, I’m a businessman. I have a contract to adhere to, and part of that includes your death. And if you know anything about my reputation, I’ve never reneged on a contract, and I don’t plan to start. In this case, killing you is good for business, but it might not be the ideal play.
"See, Donovan here works for the guy that I contracted with. Which means, he no doubt would love for me to put one into your brainpan right away. However, if this contract can be modified to a point where we don’t have to kill you, that would be acceptable. We get paid, you live, everybody wins. Or at least, comes out ahead of the current situation. After all, it’d be a bit of shame to have someone of your talents put into the dead-book at this time. You’re no use to anyone dead. You really should learn to choose your compatriots better, though.
"So why don’t you start by explaining why you kidnapped Arry in the first place, and why Synthcorp wants you dead. You must have really pissed someone off for them to call for your head. I don’t even think Donovan knows the full story. And remember, you’ll have to convince him probably more than even convincing me.
“Of course, I could just kill you and save everyone a lot of hassle. Really, it’s your choice.”