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Post by Shovatic on Jun 13, 2015 22:29:59 GMT -5
"Oh I didn't say you personally killed anyone, I doubted you'd have the guts for that, but there are ways to still be responsible, dear Corporal, without physically being there."
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Post by Lacarinus on Jun 14, 2015 7:53:57 GMT -5
He leaned over the arm of the chair, bending his spine in an inhuman way. "This is still ignoring the fact that I wouldn't have been caught unless I wanted to, and clearly, seeing as you know about it, It couldn't have been me. But, I understand, having looks and an acceptable level of intelligence would be near to impossible, I've never met one near to as lucky as I am."
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Post by Shovatic on Jun 14, 2015 8:03:29 GMT -5
"You really are quite the child aren't you." He smiled cooly, "You think you can get everything you want. In the military, Collins, this is just not the case." His voice turned darker, scarier. "Just know we will be watching you, and if you even go an inch out of line, the United States Military will take action. Oh, and, by the way, I know you recently removed one Annette Finely from her work on The Malestrom, yes? I wouldn't mess with her, Collins, she has the ability to destroy anything or anyone that upsets her."
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Post by Lacarinus on Jun 14, 2015 8:17:31 GMT -5
"She was refusing to listen to orders, I was within my rights." A slow grin spread across his face, stretching like a cat. "Though I do find it entertaining that you know the name of a lowly mechanic, one would think you were attached. We can't have favoritism in the air-force, can we?"
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Post by Shovatic on Jun 14, 2015 8:22:04 GMT -5
"We tend to check up on the children of rather important people, don't we, in hopes they will have inherited some greatness. Her grandfather, William Finely, was one of the men who developed metal prothstetics, we had hoped she could possibly have a mind similar to his."
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Post by Lacarinus on Jun 14, 2015 8:32:05 GMT -5
His eyes hardened and he stood, "Of course you do, I do wish you luck in this... investigation of yours." He marched to the door, back rigid and eyes hard.
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Post by Shovatic on Jun 14, 2015 8:44:14 GMT -5
"Oh Varus... Do watch your step." He said with a smaller amount of darkess, yet some could still be distinguished in his voice. directing his gaze to the small step outside the door, one many had fallen off of in his time in that office.
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Post by Lacarinus on Jun 14, 2015 10:05:01 GMT -5
"Fuck off, Finch." He didn't want to hear it, hopping over the step and fuming, he didn't want to hear about all of the people who they cared about because of their parents, who didn't have to drop whatever dignity they had because they had no other way to get out of the crowd, to stand out.
He didn't want to hear about how they didn't go through what he did, how they didn't struggle through years of being their pretty little toy, thrown from officer to officer.
He fell to the floor against the door to his office and shook.
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Post by Shovatic on Jun 14, 2015 10:20:38 GMT -5
Everett stood from his chair, and began organizing the papers the corporal had so kindly sat on. He in general needed to organize his desk a bit, the piles of files needed to be dealt with. He couldn't believe he had let something so unorganized exist for this long. He had organized his desk yesterday but some things just cant stay organized for long, he supposed.
As he was organizing his various files he stumbled upon the one he had often considered opening nut had just never gotten to. He opened the file and the face of his small assistant shone on a glossy picture. He began reading down the basic list of attributes:
Name: Jacobs, Harper
Height: 5`
Gender: M
He stopped slightly shocked, this had to be a misprint. Harper was a girl, and Everett knew that. He sat rereading the small segment of the file quite a few times.
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Post by Lacarinus on Jun 14, 2015 10:41:40 GMT -5
"Come on kid, it's not that big a deal, I'll stop it you don't like it."
He'd been the first one, he didn't stopped, and later had an accident with a mine that hadn't been removed from near his tent.
"Quit crying, brat, its only fair you give something back to us."
The fifth. The navigation equipment for his battalion had been tampered with.
"I'll be gentle if you cooperate." A redhead, lost limbs in an accidental mustard gas explosion. He was reappointed.
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Post by Shovatic on Jun 14, 2015 11:01:09 GMT -5
He sat blankly, in a very shocked state, compensating whether he should confront her. Perhaps she just didn't want to be male, he heard of situations similar to this. Whatever she would say about it, Everett decided it should be confidential, she was a good soldier and he would hate to have someone with such talents have those talents be wasted.
Plus, Everett knew how it felt to be unaccepted, and that was an awful feeling only respect and love could destroy.
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Post by Lacarinus on Jun 15, 2015 8:29:43 GMT -5
There was Oliver, who could keep him safe and had soft hands and stopped when he told him to. And when he was with Oliver, the others left him alone. And for some reason he had thought that meant a lot at the time.
It had.
And now it left him as hollow as always.
Why was that.
Why didn't dark redbrown eyes and broad shoulders make him feel like he should have? Like an echo, acting like he knew he should, like he knew he would, had he still felt the steady beat in his chest, a warmth, comforting, reminding him he was alive.
Was he dead? Without it?
No
But was he alive?
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Post by Shovatic on Jun 15, 2015 9:29:17 GMT -5
"Ms. Harper?" He called out in the monotone way he usually spoke. Her small head popped out from the open door, and her voice echoed in the room.
"Yes sir?"
"Come here please?"
"What is it sir?" She walked to his desk, and took a seat. He held up her file, and her heart sank. He knew. He knew. He-
"There seems to be an issue with your information, it claims you to be a male."
"Well, biologically speaking sir, yes i-"
"You identify as a girl, however. If any people were to find out about this you'd be tossed into a prison."
"I-I I'm sorry. My resignation will-"
"If- Ms. Harper. That if is one thing I will refuse to allow. You are a good soldier, and your talents will not be wasted."
She felt her face flush in bright pink.
"Your secret is safe with me. Ms. Harper."
"T-thank you sir." She felt tears rising in her eyes. She had never met a person who was okay with her.
"Don't cry, Ms. Harper. I understand how you feel."
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Post by Lacarinus on Jun 22, 2015 10:09:54 GMT -5
He didn't move, there was no point.
His eyes were lined in red and his back was pressed against the door. Tipping his head back to bang against the door, one, two, one, two, one, two.
His hands were shaking, if someone were to ask him, it would be easy to assume it was simply because he'd been up late working on something and forgot to eat.
He hated how easily they believed him sometimes.
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Post by Shovatic on Jun 22, 2015 10:20:37 GMT -5
"Sir?"
"A quiet kid with a knack for strategies seems different and unknown to the average child. I'm aware the feeling may be slightly different for someone in your situation, but they are based in a similar fashion. You've had barely a soul to accept you your entire life, yes? That must be difficult."
"Well... usually they respond with something rather... violent." Harper had gotten used to the punches, the abusive words, and the cuts given to her by hate. But this was something new, like a bandage to start her healing.
"Ah." Everett had been verbally abused before, but never had someone attempted to harm him due to his strange interests. He supposed that they were scared, but that had never bothered him much.
"I suppose that makes me strong?"
"Yes..."
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