[he's Trying, but he doesn't know what to do. After all, he KNOWS she doesn't trust him. and he couldn't give her the one thing she wanted him to say.]
It's the opposite, actually. It's a sort of intelligence sharing treaty signed by the five governments of Canada, Australia, New Zealand, the UK, and the US.
My organization's an extension of that but operating in... I guess what they'd call "grey space."
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I can't. I can't eat, I can't drink, I- I f-feel sick. Crivvens, I c-can't... H-Han, I'm dead.
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[he's Trying, but he doesn't know what to do. After all, he KNOWS she doesn't trust him. and he couldn't give her the one thing she wanted him to say.]
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[ ...wait.
wait wait wait. waaait shit. Her eyes go wide and she cups a hand to her mouth. ]
You can do it. You- you can bring people back, I'm proof.
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[he purses his lip-- this feels like a dangerous topic.]
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[ The light in her eyes. This is what she can do. This, she--
Belle, I'm sorry. I'll fix it. I will! Everyone, I'll fix it! ]
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[he's a little worried about her sudden fixation, and yet... he honestly can't blame her]
Rebecca, don't give them an easy incentive for you to kill.
[he's pleading]
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I wouldn't... I'm not... I wouldn't do that! I couldn't...
[ Ashton would never-- No.
No, she would never forgive herself. ]
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[he sounds serious when he looks up at her, since he's still kneeled beside her.]
If we find anything out, that's fine... but this would be...
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I won't just give up!
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Here. I've got something you might want-- that the students might want.
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[ Honestly it's a little annoying that he'd even think that! ]
I- fine, what? What is it?
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Still, he stands up and waves her to his actual office-- he'd rather be out of the area where the head was.]
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Come on. Out with it.
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He's not really interacting with it, just moving his eyes across the screen, and the interface is reacting.
it pulls open a large document. it is literally everything he could steal from a medical database.]
Here, take a look at this.
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D-756 is the proper name for it, but my name for it is the hijacking. This is why they're apparently doing this.
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I went through a physical when I got here, but I haven't had anything more intrusive... and I'm immune.
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[said simply with a light shrug. still, he minimizes that-- without moving. It's strange, but he's using minimal eye movements to do what he wants.
then he brings up a query that's been cycling for-- weeks?]
The other thing is... I was able to break into this medical database, but I can't reach the server back to my organization.
It's like it doesn't exist anymore. But I know that's impossible....
Still, that's to say, there is probably more information I can take, but it's stuck here. And i can't call for help.
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I didn't tell anyone about you. By the way. Not a single person. So I think I'd like to know a little more about this...organization.
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[he pauses, his own mouth growing into a thin line. He's trying to not show any nerves, but he is still nervous.]
It's a... secret project, of sorts. Have you ever heard of the five eyes?
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Is this some kind of...urban legend?
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It's the opposite, actually. It's a sort of intelligence sharing treaty signed by the five governments of Canada, Australia, New Zealand, the UK, and the US.
My organization's an extension of that but operating in... I guess what they'd call "grey space."
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[ i'm dumb she woulda heard of this let's just pretend it took a moment lmao ]
You're...literally a spy?
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