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@StekkmenYa sure it was alright?
Posted, and thanks for putting my other character in the game, @ProPro
Jonah placed a hand on Clementine's shoulder.
She was growing in instability, obviously shaken by the context of the discussion and while he understood her concern, that wasn't what they needed right now. They needed to think calmly, assess the situation and these people to determine their real motives. This was most likely a trap anyway, and even if it wasn't, there was no reason to just go along with whatever they said.
Though, one of them seemed to be totally unaware of their situation. If Jonah wasn't so focused on the task at hand, he'd slap the toy-maker across the face for acting so ridiculous in the face of a serious problem. Did he think this was some sort of game? Well, it didn't matter in the end. If this was a test, Jonah was pretty sure that guy just failed it.
The other one had his doubts, he seemed slightly more rational than the rest and rightfully questioned their chances of success. Than the woman, Samara, began talking about plans of hope and dreams and freedom. Their "mentor" even gave a speech of his own.
And then it hit him, the final conclusion born from his philosophy.
He laughed at the sudden realization, every other thought seemingly just passing by, washing away in the face of what stood before him. The possibility, the potential reality, all hitting him at once as he took a step forward after silently contemplating for a moment.
“I'm gonna say I believe him since I'm doubting that this is an exercise. Given the circumstances required, it's far too unlikely that we'd be given so much attention and planning just for a simple trust exercise or screening. We're simple workers with no great power in the system, they'd more likely just kill us if they had that high a suspicion. ” His sharp eyed glare never left his target. “And besides, even if he sends us back, the security cameras would have clearly seen us all disappear already. There will be questionings, investigations into our lives, that's how these things work when an empire loses track of its workers completely. Whatever freedoms we had before won't be there when the dust clears. So, you're either a liar or you just gambled with all of our lives for a self righteous ideal. Like I already said though, I'm assuming the latter option.”
But, with all of that being said, there was still only one option, only one course left.
“I'm in.”
Because the objective truth was, his life was over, the hope speeches and ideological resolves didn't matter. His plans were gone, whatever trust Galatec had in him would probably be broken by the time he showed his face again so he might as well go all in. What is is and what is not is not, he'd deal, that's how he lived.
“But let me make something clear, I don't believe in heroes or a righteous cause. I'm doing this because I want to.”
But even more than that, more than the logical conclusion; he had wanted this to happen, an excuse to not care. Let's face it, he'd been waiting for something like this to push him ever since he let that girl go at the mines, ever since he saw her name plastered on a random TV screen that said she had joined the rebel army officially.
"So,"
He folded his arms.
She was growing in instability, obviously shaken by the context of the discussion and while he understood her concern, that wasn't what they needed right now. They needed to think calmly, assess the situation and these people to determine their real motives. This was most likely a trap anyway, and even if it wasn't, there was no reason to just go along with whatever they said.
Though, one of them seemed to be totally unaware of their situation. If Jonah wasn't so focused on the task at hand, he'd slap the toy-maker across the face for acting so ridiculous in the face of a serious problem. Did he think this was some sort of game? Well, it didn't matter in the end. If this was a test, Jonah was pretty sure that guy just failed it.
The other one had his doubts, he seemed slightly more rational than the rest and rightfully questioned their chances of success. Than the woman, Samara, began talking about plans of hope and dreams and freedom. Their "mentor" even gave a speech of his own.
And then it hit him, the final conclusion born from his philosophy.
He laughed at the sudden realization, every other thought seemingly just passing by, washing away in the face of what stood before him. The possibility, the potential reality, all hitting him at once as he took a step forward after silently contemplating for a moment.
“I'm gonna say I believe him since I'm doubting that this is an exercise. Given the circumstances required, it's far too unlikely that we'd be given so much attention and planning just for a simple trust exercise or screening. We're simple workers with no great power in the system, they'd more likely just kill us if they had that high a suspicion. ” His sharp eyed glare never left his target. “And besides, even if he sends us back, the security cameras would have clearly seen us all disappear already. There will be questionings, investigations into our lives, that's how these things work when an empire loses track of its workers completely. Whatever freedoms we had before won't be there when the dust clears. So, you're either a liar or you just gambled with all of our lives for a self righteous ideal. Like I already said though, I'm assuming the latter option.”
But, with all of that being said, there was still only one option, only one course left.
“I'm in.”
Because the objective truth was, his life was over, the hope speeches and ideological resolves didn't matter. His plans were gone, whatever trust Galatec had in him would probably be broken by the time he showed his face again so he might as well go all in. What is is and what is not is not, he'd deal, that's how he lived.
“But let me make something clear, I don't believe in heroes or a righteous cause. I'm doing this because I want to.”
But even more than that, more than the logical conclusion; he had wanted this to happen, an excuse to not care. Let's face it, he'd been waiting for something like this to push him ever since he let that girl go at the mines, ever since he saw her name plastered on a random TV screen that said she had joined the rebel army officially.
"So,"
He folded his arms.
"When do we get started?"
Jonah's calling BS on the Mentor's whole "you can go back to your normal lives" offer. We all just disappeared, on camera, each in front of a Galatec worker. How are we supposed to explain that amount of lost time or where we were? Wouldn't there be investigations? Questioning?
And what happens if they learn that we're immune?
And what happens if they learn that we're immune?
Sorry for being late guys, works a bitch!
I'll try and get something up soon but really, Jonah's a security guard, he's probably just going to stand there and watch the conversation so if you want to move on, you can.
I don't want to hold you guys back.
I'll try and get something up soon but really, Jonah's a security guard, he's probably just going to stand there and watch the conversation so if you want to move on, you can.
I don't want to hold you guys back.
“Of course mam, please rest well.” He said, saluting before walking out.
Now that struck a nerve in his “not right bone”. She sent him away, with a stranger. She let herself be alone, something that contradicted her earlier behavior. Things were beginning to make less sense and it didn't sit well. If he cared enough, he might have said something but his job wasn't to question orders, it was to follow them. He had a nice thing going and while he still heard that annoying echo of a certain someone in his head, he had no plans to go full on rebel and ruin his own life.
Still, his superior's behavior nagged at him but as he walked with the accountant, he found himself pushing it to the back of his mind. Better to be alert than than distracted by doubt.
And as for said accountant, she was....talkative. He wasn't a huge fan of talking to others, obviously, and he didn't really like to listen to other people, especially when on the job as it was a huge distraction. Instead, he kept silent and looked forward as they walked towards their destination. When they reached the vehicles, he stood with arms behind his back and feet together, resuming his professional stance from earlier as they waited for the employee in question.
Now that struck a nerve in his “not right bone”. She sent him away, with a stranger. She let herself be alone, something that contradicted her earlier behavior. Things were beginning to make less sense and it didn't sit well. If he cared enough, he might have said something but his job wasn't to question orders, it was to follow them. He had a nice thing going and while he still heard that annoying echo of a certain someone in his head, he had no plans to go full on rebel and ruin his own life.
Still, his superior's behavior nagged at him but as he walked with the accountant, he found himself pushing it to the back of his mind. Better to be alert than than distracted by doubt.
And as for said accountant, she was....talkative. He wasn't a huge fan of talking to others, obviously, and he didn't really like to listen to other people, especially when on the job as it was a huge distraction. Instead, he kept silent and looked forward as they walked towards their destination. When they reached the vehicles, he stood with arms behind his back and feet together, resuming his professional stance from earlier as they waited for the employee in question.
and she hoped Jonah would fill the silence.
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Anyway, I really wish I had posted before you, I was going to try and stay longer because it makes no sense that someone terrified of their own shadow would just send their bodyguard away. She didn't even ask Jonah to escort her to her room, what the H-cakes!?
But I get it, you wouldn't have much of a post if Jonah wasn't involved in walking with you. That's why I was hoping to get my post in before yours. Besides, it's not as though he would have actually asked any questions.
Anyway, I'll have a good post up soon, It'll be some time tonight since I'm working the floor all day today.
@twannymanI don't think so.
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