Maeve smiles and cups his face with a hand "you only said it because I did." She teases and kisses the tip of his nose.
Zhar: "My problem?" *smirks* "My problem is having no one and no money. I have no problem with you or the old man over there. But others do."
"I have done loads more dirty work than he has. Who has he found information on who doesn't want information on themselves." Whitey groans.
Zhar: "You see, I have been hired to kill one of you. They don't care which one of you, and neither do I. Unfortunately for you, I have more pressing matters at hand." *walks out of the warehouse and into another building further into town with cameras, speakers, and microphones hooked up to the warehouse. Zhar smirks* "Let the fun begin."
"I would listen to that crazy tech dude. He can find information on you in two minutes using a phone." Whitey comments. "Plus I reckon you would love to meet our friends back at the base."
Maeve smiles before resting her forehead on his, her hair blocking the outside world "I love you too." She says quietly before kissing his lips again.
*pushes a button to talk into the microphone* "Oh, I believe there will be a new guest shortly. Someone I think you know very well... First person you met on the island, maybe?" *smirks again*
Whitey's eyes widen slightly and he looks across to Max "you harm her I will personally hunt you down and kill you." Whitey growls.
"No, then again I haven't seen Whitey either." Alice murmured. She saw Hunter walk by from the corner of her eyes. "Hunter have you seen Max or Whitey??"
Zhar: "Oh, don't you worry. I have no intention of hurting her. It's yourselves you have to worry about."
Whitey slips his penknife down his sleeve."Oh I have been in many of these situations. You know, I've even held people like this, when I was 20, you criminals are starting distinctively later."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." *presses a button that sends electricity through Max* "Guess I forgot to mention the presents I left behind for your friend if you tried anything."
Whitey growls again "he'll start spewing information like a computer now. I won't only be me listening to that drone."
"Depends if its information on what your contractors are really like." Whitey comments off handedly. "I'm sorry but I'm getting old and kind of need to use the bathroom." He snarks.
"Well then go. I'm not stopping you from going right then and there. Just make sure it doesn't travel to your poor friend's feet... Electricity and liquids don't mix well, you know?"