Phase Eight: Recrimination

[emorangerpink]

[Laura's in the brig.

It's at her own insistence, as soon as she was awake enough to insist. Once the medics were okay with letting her out of their sight, she went in to a cell. She's staying there until as much has been done to confirm she doesn't have any more surprises buried in the back of her mind as was done for Cheng, and then some. And it's noticeable to anyone who's used to her appearance that her ever-present amplifier is not on her wrist.

If you want to talk to her, it might take a while. Aside from the exhaustion of the fight, she's spending some of her time awake curled up in tears or otherwise unresponsive. Still - if you're patient, or time your visit right, she'll be able to speak, if you have something to say.]

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[howling-alone.livejournal.com]

[He lowers his gun. He's still holding it, but he's no longer looking intent to actually fire. A clang is heard... clip of the pistol drops onto the floor. A few more clicks and his pistol is safe as he pulls a nearby chair and sits on it.]

And how do you plan on doing that?

[emorangerpink]

Make him not exist any more.

[howling-alone.livejournal.com]

That's a claim that bears no weight... Get up and look at me.

[He leans forward on the chair, staring intently into the cell.]

I don't know you... but I want that fucker to die just as bad as you say you want to as well... If we're going to be partners on the battlefield, I have to know you... What's your name?

[emorangerpink]

[It doesn't seem he's going to leave - Laura gives it a minute before turning and sitting up, like he says.]

Laura Ericks... Alexei.

And I mean it literally. I'm going to unmake him.

[howling-alone.livejournal.com]

I know you shifters have some... interesting powers...

[He's staring into Laura's eyes as she sits up.]

Stay still...

[emorangerpink]

[Laura laughs, hollow.]

I'm not quite that stupid. There'd have been no point locking myself up but keeping my amplifier. I'm not going to attack you through the bars.

[howling-alone.livejournal.com]

I anticipated that you wouldn't...

[His eyes seem to twitch as he stares back at Laura.]

... I see no additional programming... However, that's just my scan. [He closes his eyes and refocuses.]

[emorangerpink]

[Laura twitches.]

...You can tell that?

[howling-alone.livejournal.com]

On a limited scale. LYNX pilots are psychic after all... have to be to pilot a NEXT with efficiency due to their speed. That involves peering into the future and reading the other pilot's mind as best you can while they try to do the same to you. It's like mind chess.

My abilities aren't perfect, though. There may be something so deep that even I can't see it, but for now, I can't see anything on my end...

[emorangerpink]

...Thank you.

[Not that she looks like she knows quite how to feel about the information.]

[howling-alone.livejournal.com]

It should suffice for now...

[He stands up and tosses the gun into Laura's cell.]

Roger will suffer... he will pay dearly. If we're going to make him do that, we must trust each other. You have my gun...

[And he starts to walk off. Not too far though for Laura to say something though.]

[emorangerpink]

[Laura stares at the empty gun, shaking her head slowly.]