[Hickey's disdain for Diogo amuses Ashford. In part because Ashford doesn't appreciate being used as a babysitter for one of Dawes' Ceres strays and letting him take up food and fuel meant for his own handpicked crew. In other part because he knows how much Harari simply getting escorted right on to the Tynan and now the Behemoth with no qualifications or experience to show for it must prick at Hickey each day he has to see him.]
As far as I know they were both at Thoth Station.
[Though the details of what went down there have been vague at best.]
Then Dawes found him. A convenient distraction for taking Cortazar.
[But now Dawes has little to no use for Diogo, untrained and untempered as he is, but he also can't risk him being set loose.]
Another street kid from Ceres with too much balls and no brains.
[ He huffs out a dismissive laugh from his nose. ]
Of course he's from Ceres.
[ On that station, even a street kid is privileged in Hickey's mind. No wonder Dawes moved him right up the chain and sent him along now. Stupidity is fertile ground for blind obedience, in the right hands. When Hickey looks at Harari, he sees the man he would've needed to reduce himself to if he had stayed on that path. It reaffirms that he made the right decision—he prefers Ashford and the Tynan, anyway—but he's sharply aware that he deserves what Diogo's been so casually handed. With that comes jealousy. ]
I'd like to hear Nagata's side of that story. Whatever that was just now sounded personal.
[ He wonders if Ashford meant everything he said about her when he intervened, but he knows better to ask here. In the elevator, they're likely being recorded. ]
[Ashford's voice is steady, low. He too is a product of Ceres. A byproduct of its poverty, its crowding, its violence.]
Ceres [He breathes out slowly] is like a liver. It filters out the sick and the toxic. The waste. But just like anything of the flesh, it is fallible. Some things manage to get through.
[Diogo.]
Nagata and Diogo have a lot in common. They seem to find themselves on a lot of different teams.
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As far as I know they were both at Thoth Station.
[Though the details of what went down there have been vague at best.]
Then Dawes found him. A convenient distraction for taking Cortazar.
[But now Dawes has little to no use for Diogo, untrained and untempered as he is, but he also can't risk him being set loose.]
Another street kid from Ceres with too much balls and no brains.
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Of course he's from Ceres.
[ On that station, even a street kid is privileged in Hickey's mind. No wonder Dawes moved him right up the chain and sent him along now. Stupidity is fertile ground for blind obedience, in the right hands. When Hickey looks at Harari, he sees the man he would've needed to reduce himself to if he had stayed on that path. It reaffirms that he made the right decision—he prefers Ashford and the Tynan, anyway—but he's sharply aware that he deserves what Diogo's been so casually handed. With that comes jealousy. ]
I'd like to hear Nagata's side of that story. Whatever that was just now sounded personal.
[ He wonders if Ashford meant everything he said about her when he intervened, but he knows better to ask here. In the elevator, they're likely being recorded. ]
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[Ashford's voice is steady, low. He too is a product of Ceres. A byproduct of its poverty, its crowding, its violence.]
Ceres [He breathes out slowly] is like a liver. It filters out the sick and the toxic. The waste. But just like anything of the flesh, it is fallible. Some things manage to get through.
[Diogo.]
Nagata and Diogo have a lot in common. They seem to find themselves on a lot of different teams.