No one's getting out of here alive.

hatingcoriander:

enrychan:

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[outgoing transmission]
[caller id = private]
[-] This isn’t a good time, Daniel.
[+] It can’t wait.
[-] You already said that to the receptionist.
[+] Yeah, well, you know why I’m calling, don’t you.
[-] I don’t have time to play 20 Questions now, Daniel.
[+] I know you lost him.
[-] Do you?
[+] Don’t do this to me, Warren.
[-] Alright. You know. Who told you?
[+] Never mind that. I have my sources. When were you planning on telling me?
[-] Telling you? This has nothing to do with you.
[+] Nothing to– Damn it, Warren! I’m the one who delivered him. Right into your lap! Without me you’d never have found him.
[-] [silence]
[+] And a week later you lost him… Then failed to get him back. And you personally took part in the assault! What the hell’s going on?
[-] Desmond Miles is not your problem. He is mine.
[+] Yeah, I’m sure he is. Great job at the hideout, by the way. At least you survived. That’s something, I guess.
[-] [sigh] I’m getting tired of this, Daniel. I’m hanging up now.
[+] Wait! I’m coming to Rome. I’ll get him back for you.
[-] You will do no such thing.
[+] But–
[-] I’ll have need of you soon, Daniel. For now, just hang tight.
[+] Warren–
[-] The situation is under control. Trust me.
[+] Trust you. Right. OK… I trust you.
[-] Goodbye, Daniel.
[+] Yeah, goodb–
[signal interrupted]