<br/>Name: Kain Austin<br/>Location: Chubs' Ship<hr/><br/>The more Chubs spoke and moved, and was simply himself...the more he pissed Kain off. At this point it was testing even the legendary calm, composure, and patience drilled into Spartan's from their "birth"; he seriously wanted to bash this guys face in, check the manifest for himself, find the package and take it. But that would cause a load of problems, especially since a sleaze like Chubs was clearly a professional criminal.<br/><br/>He probably had safeguards and all sorts of shit hooked up so only he could access the important info. That meant if Kain did it, red flags would pop up and he'd probably be arrested before he knew it. So he had to bite the bullet. If this was Ressaw's package, fine. If it wasn't, well that's what team meetings were for. He'd tell her Chubs stonewalled him and that he took what he was given.<br/><br/>After that they could come back and take the package if necessary. When he did a job, he did it well. That was a bit of personal pride for him, and he'd be damned if some short, stubby man who thought he was hot shit got one over on him. So when Chubs asked why Ressaw knew what she was getting and still sent him with no dolly, he wanted to say<br/><br/>"Because that's not the damn package, fat man." But he wasn't gonna do that. Let Chubs think he'd won for now. So instead, he took a deep breath. "No idea. I'm just the pickup guy. I'm sure she's got her reasons though." He didn't move as Chubs showed off his infinite generosity and offered to bring someone to help with a dolly. "Oh really? Thanks so much. I'm glad we could work this out."