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[thedifferencebetween]

Handsome Jack here! I'm way too busy being awesome to answer the phone, but tell me why you're calling and if you're important enough, your people will hear from my people.

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[moneylogues]

You're not gonna die, don't get all dramatic on me now.

[Perhaps not the most reassuring thing when Felix is visibly nervous himself. This is a rarity even in a combat situation. Felix tends to be cocky, self assured. Reckless.

But that's under different circumstances. That's when he's not being hunted by his biggest fear.

So he has to think about how to handle this. Because they're dealing with someone using long range weaponry. You can't just fire blindly at a sniper. Especially not one using a special camo unit. A sniper is hard to get to. An invisible sniper? That's just crazy.

The one reliable option here is... a less direct approach.]

Okay, let's... Let's just try something. I swear to god, there better be enough logic in this dreamscape bullshit for this... [Felix taps something on the side of his helmet. A last resort. Comms.] Hey, asshole, I know this is your frequency, so you'd better not just ignore me.

[...

Addressing someone who's currently shooting you as "asshole" is, perhaps, not the best start. But Felix says it with surprisingly little venom.]

C'mon, seriously. There's literally no point to this, so let's just be chill about this. You know, the way not-crazy people are? This isn't a mission and you're not under orders. You're not actually gonna shoot me, Sam.

[...Silence. But silence means no gunfire.]

...Well, so far so good, I guess.

[Felix nods over to a building a little ways over. A not so subtle hint to Jack to move.]

[thedifferencebetween]

I could! We're getting shot at! And you can die in dreams, just because it doesn't stick doesn't mean it doesn't suck giant bullymong balls!

[What the hell, Felix? Why does your brain have to be so messed up. This isn't cool. And Jack...kind of shifts closer. Because of course he needs a shield and what the hell is your murderously psychotic domestic partner for, if not to be a human shield in times of need?]

[Especially when the time of need is all his fault.]

Who's even shooting at us? Why do you know the people shooting at us? Did you piss them off? 'Cause I've been shot at by people I've pissed off, and they don't usually stop.