“They are beginning to rebel,” they told you, “They think they can get out of here if they fight for it. You need to put a stop to it.”
You agreed, of course. Because it’s an order from a higher-up, and you cannot ignore that. Crush this tiny rebellion among the D-class agents before they can gather the numbers to be more dangerous than they are. Stamp out any fires before they become infernos.
“Hey, Ellie! Perfect timing!”
You look up. It’s a familiar face, one of your new friends here. You two went on mission together about six weeks ago, and he makes an effort to seek you out whenever the two of you are back on base. Currently he is holding up a DVD. “It’s movie night, are you joining us?”
“Perhaps,” you say, “Who is going to be there?”
“Oh, just the usual crowd. Me, Caithe, Poe, Nana, maybe Ginny if we can convince her to come. You want in? I managed to grab ‘Sharknado’ for our viewing pleasure tonight.”
Five people, all ones you have gotten friendly with. With a bit more time, you might even call them ‘friends’, if such a thing can be made within the Foundation.
All named on your list, handed down by an O5.
“Sure,” you say finally, “I’ll come.”
Much later, you scrub your hands so raw that you have to go to the medical ward to get them treated. You suspect they will never be clean, though. No soap is strong enough to clean this mess out of your memory.
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Week 5
You agreed, of course. Because it’s an order from a higher-up, and you cannot ignore that. Crush this tiny rebellion among the D-class agents before they can gather the numbers to be more dangerous than they are. Stamp out any fires before they become infernos.
“Hey, Ellie! Perfect timing!”
You look up. It’s a familiar face, one of your new friends here. You two went on mission together about six weeks ago, and he makes an effort to seek you out whenever the two of you are back on base. Currently he is holding up a DVD. “It’s movie night, are you joining us?”
“Perhaps,” you say, “Who is going to be there?”
“Oh, just the usual crowd. Me, Caithe, Poe, Nana, maybe Ginny if we can convince her to come. You want in? I managed to grab ‘Sharknado’ for our viewing pleasure tonight.”
Five people, all ones you have gotten friendly with. With a bit more time, you might even call them ‘friends’, if such a thing can be made within the Foundation.
All named on your list, handed down by an O5.
“Sure,” you say finally, “I’ll come.”
Much later, you scrub your hands so raw that you have to go to the medical ward to get them treated. You suspect they will never be clean, though. No soap is strong enough to clean this mess out of your memory.
The Victims:
Caithe from Guild Wars 2
Poe Dameron from Star Wars
Nana Osaki from Nana
Ginevra Weasly (Ginny) from Harry Potter