#tfw you finally deal with one corporation's bullshit

[skagpearlring-blog]

"Lucky for you, my schedule's wiiiiiiiide open."

“Be careful what you wish for, hunter.” 

Familiarity softened her words from the rebuke it might’ve been some months ago, to something bordering on affection. Still, the friendly barb did little to disguise the creeping exhaustion on her face; the telltale dark smudges beneath her eyes suggesting at least one rotation spent poring over troubling intel at the expense of her sleep schedule.

“My sources are reporting increased activity near the promontory, beyond the Salt Flats. It seems that the Hyperion corporation has taken an interest in… whatever it was you set loose up there.” A pause, in which she closed her eyes and made a conscious effort to curb the accusatory tone her tongue seemed bent on taking. Atlas took the lion’s share of the blame for the fiasco on the promontory. For their part, the vault hunters had performed admirably; making quick work of the unfathomable creature the vault key had summoned. Mordecai deserved better than an ill-aimed lecture. “I need to know what’s happening out there– ideally without arousing suspicion.”

A beat, in which she allowed the implication to hang. The vault hunters each excelled in their given fields. At a distance? Mordecai was well and truly unparalleled.

“I also have it on good authority that Hyperion has begun construction on a permanent base of operations just off of Elpis.” She lifted a weary hand to rub her face, then fixed the hunter with a rueful smile. “Feast or famine, I suppose. But the peace and quiet was nice, while it lasted.”