"Jericho," says Medea. She has an H&K levelled at him. Jericho raises his hand, and Rade* and Castor* stop.
Behind Jericho, the tube containing Sinister has started to bubble also.
"Medea," he says. "Somehow I thought you would come." He smiles. "By far the gentlest of my crew," he says, almost in explanation.
"Not so gentle that I won't pull this trigger," she says.
"Oh, I believe you," says Jericho, "but that's irrelevant in so many ways..."
"Let them go, Jericho." Jericho shakes his head.
"The first thing you said is the first sensible thing I've ever heard you say..."
"Five seconds, Jericho."
"Nothing is going to happen, Medea."
"4"
"If I have to, I'll..."
"3"
"... explain why this..."
"2"
"... isn't going anywhere."
"1"
Jericho outstretches his arms and stands in front of Medea.
"Don't make me kill you Jericho! Put the godDAMN SWORD DOWN!"
"Here's why," says Jericho.
"First of all... had to shoot your own Captain, isn't it? How many times have I saved your life?"
"That doesn't matter any more," says Medea. "It's all done with now."
"Secondly... you can't kill me without my friends here almost certainly killing those who you think are your friends. As you came here to rescue them, you won't risk that happening."
"That's a lot to stake your life on," says Medea, her finger brushing the trigger.
"Which brings me to point 3," says Jericho. "You're no gunner, Medea. You aren't going to kill me with that toy. You want to take me out, you have to do it up close and personal."
"Don't think I won't try!"
"And you won't beat me. You've never beaten me, and you look pretty beat up already, and my friends are still up, whilst yours aren't. I've trained you well, Medea, you know you can't win this one."
Medea swallows.
"Fourthly... look around you, Medea. LOOK at this place. Look at what it means. You cannot kill me! Or any of us!" As Jericho speaks, Tyr's cylinder begins to bubble.
"What is this place?" asks Medea, her compusure- and grip on her weapon- starting to weaken.
"But the most important reason of all," says Jericho, "the one that renders the whole thing irrelevant... as I told Rade. You're on my side, Medea. Not theirs. You aren't going to do anything against me."
Medea is shaking slightly as Khali's cylinder beguns to bubble also.
"well...there's a endless suply of....yous in here also. There are tons of medea tanks around here, most likely. If one of you dies....you re-emerge to life, from one of these. Those bubbling ones are who my friends have killed, i assume. (i can't remember if i know they're coming..but i assume so 😄)
SO even if you'd shoot jericho here.....one of 'em tanks with him would start bubbling in no time.."
"well you don't exactly die sweetie....you're a program. you're just..terminated and replaced with them bubbling fellas. the original you, the one you're a copy of, died a long time ago i reckon. Just like all of your crew. But don't tell me you memories as a...copy don't include that. Seems jericho held out on you on that...Now aren't you gonna prove to him that was a mistake?"