<strong>Jake Prior</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Natasha, Nathaniel, Hayden<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>When Natasha stepped between the two, Jake just gave a shrug and motioned to how he was no longer holding his weapon anymore.<br/><strong>"There would be no fight if Grey wanted me dead. Without my hands on my weapon, if Grey chose to put me down, he'd do it before I could even think of a counter."</strong><br/>The young soldier shifted his weight, and when he did he finally noticed the Doctor.<br/>His eyes scanned her up and down quickly, giving her a once over as if she were lower than him.<br/>Though she was eye candy as well.<br/>Not even a greeting.<br/><br/>Jake Prior rolled his eyes and looked to the side, crossing his arms as if he were bored as hell...which he was.<br/>Diplomacy wasn't really his thing unless it meant the use of his weapons or his sword.<br/>Of course, he heard nothing Hayden said when she dropped her voice.<br/>In fact he began to kick at the floor as if trying to clean the floor before reaching dirt.<br/><br/>As if reading Hayden's mind he spoke up.<br/>But not as a threat or as a brag, but as a helping hand.<br/><strong>"Just so you know our group isn't afraid to tap into America's Satellite System and use their Thermal Imaging Sensors."</strong><br/>He paused there and lit another cigarette, drawing it deep into his chest before blowing it out through his nose.<br/><strong>"Inquisition idiots simply don't. But you can bet some of their Agents will be coming out as Scouts with all this fuckin noise you're all making."</strong><br/>He paused once more to take another drag from his cigarette.<br/><strong>"Scouts you can take care of. But not if they have a way to communicate with someone that's hundreds of miles away. You'd need a High-Frequency Scrambler for that, and only the US Military uses it. Special Forces, specifically."</strong><br/>Jake finished his cigarette and flicked the remainder into the wood near him.<br/><strong>"That's something my organization can provide you with. Also, a thermal mask over the area of the main pack, so when the Inquisition finally gets around to using Thermal Imaging, they'll find the woods here empty. Also, used by Special Forces and obtainable only through me and mine."</strong><br/>He wasn't sure if anyone was listening to him anymore, but he continued on with the list of things to bribe them with.<br/><strong>"Food, Clothing, Medical Supplies, anything else you want to request. Weapons, armor, ammunition. We normally help out both sides as non-combatants but the Church are being assholes so we stopped servicing them back during the Cold War."</strong>