If Ronan were the type to pack up and run at the first sign of trouble, he would be Declan, not Ronan.
Which isn't to say he's at ease. All sorts of criminals have walked through that door, many of them rebel terrorists, and none have shaken Ronan quite as badly as the man in the helmet. But he would have no business at all if he let fear drive his decisions. He would be cowering with all the other metahumans, as good as - if not literally - a prisoner.
Either very brave or very stupid, he's alone here today. His priority is finishing the job as smoothly as possible. When dealing with a psychic type, that means doing it by himself. Fewer minds, fewer paranoid thoughts and slips of information. Sure, maybe that means he's about to be robbed. But if it gets the man in the helmet out of his damn club sooner, he'll take the loss.
He's not holding a gun, this time, when he appears in the doorway of the locker room to greet his dark and mysterious visitor. "You're punctual," he remarks, like he hasn't been sitting here in a cold sweat all day, waiting for the sound of those boots approaching.
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Which isn't to say he's at ease. All sorts of criminals have walked through that door, many of them rebel terrorists, and none have shaken Ronan quite as badly as the man in the helmet. But he would have no business at all if he let fear drive his decisions. He would be cowering with all the other metahumans, as good as - if not literally - a prisoner.
Either very brave or very stupid, he's alone here today. His priority is finishing the job as smoothly as possible. When dealing with a psychic type, that means doing it by himself. Fewer minds, fewer paranoid thoughts and slips of information. Sure, maybe that means he's about to be robbed. But if it gets the man in the helmet out of his damn club sooner, he'll take the loss.
He's not holding a gun, this time, when he appears in the doorway of the locker room to greet his dark and mysterious visitor. "You're punctual," he remarks, like he hasn't been sitting here in a cold sweat all day, waiting for the sound of those boots approaching.