She's scowling now, facial muscles pulled taut in a sudden burst of vitriol— a feeling she's used to these days, but never unsurprised by its ability to take over.
He doesn't deserve to know this. He doesn't know her, so why should he get to call into question what she really wants? What gives him the right to dangle Connecticut's potential forgiveness over her head like a carrot tied to a stick?—
You don't deserve it.
She tried to get there in time. She tried.
You don't—
Tried to block the Black Death flighting alongside her.
Deserve—
Who should have never been there in the first place.
It was never Agent Texas who she thought should receive blame. It's her. A Commanding Officer. The designated team leader, tasked with keeping her peers safe, traitorous or not.
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Date: 2025-04-30 07:42 pm (UTC)She's scowling now, facial muscles pulled taut in a sudden burst of vitriol— a feeling she's used to these days, but never unsurprised by its ability to take over.
He doesn't deserve to know this. He doesn't know her, so why should he get to call into question what she really wants? What gives him the right to dangle Connecticut's potential forgiveness over her head like a carrot tied to a stick?—
You don't deserve it.
She tried to get there in time. She tried.
You don't—
Tried to block the Black Death flighting alongside her.
Deserve—
Who should have never been there in the first place.
It was never Agent Texas who she thought should receive blame. It's her. A Commanding Officer. The designated team leader, tasked with keeping her peers safe, traitorous or not.
—A long, tense silence.
"No."