[That feeling is entirely mutual. Eggsy has had a few missions with some of the other Knights. Not every assignment requires more than one agent, but they do come up, and he's not always lucky enough to be paired with Roxy. All of the other agents have years of experience, so there's plenty to be learned from them, but most of them are such snobs that Eggsy spends the entire assignment feeling like they're looking down their noses at him. Some of them he's starting to grow on, but not all, and he's had to deal with that shit all of his life. He didn't think he would have to endure it at this job, too.
He gets the feeling that Harry wouldn't have stood for that. Eggsy had daydreamed about getting to go on a mission much like this with Harry, but that obviously hadn't been in the cards. He's just as happy to be endangering his life alongside Roxy, though. It's old hat for them, considering what their training had been like. Both of them had almost ended up splattered on the front lawn of HQ together, after all.
A car chase is nothing in comparison.
Eggsy can absolutely lose them if he's as good of a driver as he fancies himself, and he is. He grits his teeth as he screeches his way around a corner into an alleyway, considering the information Roxy provides him with as he maneuvers them through the narrow spot.]
Of course they are. Do they think that they're harder to spot because the paint's black? For Christ's sake--!
[He hadn't bothered with a seatbelt either. It would only make it harder for him to pull himself out of the car if they flipped over. He's practically at the edge of the seat, hands gripped tight around the wheel as he wrenches it back and forth, weaving around obstacles and cutting a confusing trail through streets and alleys.]
They start shooting at us, you get down, you got me? [Which goes without saying, really, but Eggsy can't help but worry for Roxy now that they're in this mess. She should focus on keeping herself alive rather than trying to return fire.]
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He gets the feeling that Harry wouldn't have stood for that. Eggsy had daydreamed about getting to go on a mission much like this with Harry, but that obviously hadn't been in the cards. He's just as happy to be endangering his life alongside Roxy, though. It's old hat for them, considering what their training had been like. Both of them had almost ended up splattered on the front lawn of HQ together, after all.
A car chase is nothing in comparison.
Eggsy can absolutely lose them if he's as good of a driver as he fancies himself, and he is. He grits his teeth as he screeches his way around a corner into an alleyway, considering the information Roxy provides him with as he maneuvers them through the narrow spot.]
Of course they are. Do they think that they're harder to spot because the paint's black? For Christ's sake--!
[He hadn't bothered with a seatbelt either. It would only make it harder for him to pull himself out of the car if they flipped over. He's practically at the edge of the seat, hands gripped tight around the wheel as he wrenches it back and forth, weaving around obstacles and cutting a confusing trail through streets and alleys.]
They start shooting at us, you get down, you got me? [Which goes without saying, really, but Eggsy can't help but worry for Roxy now that they're in this mess. She should focus on keeping herself alive rather than trying to return fire.]