icedthemoon
you are not alone | no one is alone
Hayden Gaines and Soren Truelson
Citizen of Seattle, FEDRA Officer | 24, 35 | Current location ;; Washington State
“That’s not at all reassuring, but thank you anyway.” Soren patted the soldier on the shoulder and leaned in. “Keep it up. You’re doing great out here.” Then he moved away, trying to figure out what exactly they were going to do. “So if the lower levels are closed off, does that mean we aren’t searching for the research anymore? Did they find it? I feel like we would have heard if they found the rest of it. And no one has heard from the units down there.” Soren didn’t like this at all. Those people were probably dead, becoming whatever everyone else was, or fighting for their lives. He turned to Josh. “Okay, Way I see it, our options are stand around twiddling our thumbs until someone tells us what the Powers That Be have decided or we take matters into our own hands.” He peered nervously at the door to the stairs. “I don’t want to go down there. That was horrible the first time. It’s going to be so much worse now, I can just feel it. But I don’t know what other choice we have. There are people down there still. So what do you say we grab some capable people, we grab some radios, and we go on a rescue mission? And if we know it’s going south, we leave.”
Hayden leaned against the wall, giving Jacob a little of his own space now that they were in less dire need of pulling him out of whatever was wrong with him. Love. Who was he to say? He loved Josh the moment they met, even if it was as friends. Fast friends. Faster best friends. “When you think about him, you want to smile, right? Just a little maybe. Maybe a lot. You see his face in you mind, and you want to smile, because the face you are looking at has this wonderful personality attached to it. Maybe he jokes and that makes you laugh. Maybe he makes silly faces or has crazy ideas or has this desire to save the world. You love that about him. It draws you to him.” Hayden took in a deep breath. “Now you think about tonight. Getting to see him again. And you can feel that in your stomach right? Maybe your chest. Everything changes the moment you start anticipating when you’ll get to see him again.” He felt it too. “Okay, now think about what he’s doing. Think about that uniform he’s wearing and the… the stains.” He kept his eyes firmly open. “And think about every one of those people who are going to try to hurt him. Kill him. And what he’s going to have to do to save himself and those around him.” He gripped his leg tight. “And think about what could happen to him, and how much you don’t know. How much you’re going to have to sit here and wait and hope.” Hayden turned his attention to examine Jacob’s face. “Now how do you feel?”
Citizen of Seattle, FEDRA Officer | 24, 35 | Current location ;; Washington State
“That’s not at all reassuring, but thank you anyway.” Soren patted the soldier on the shoulder and leaned in. “Keep it up. You’re doing great out here.” Then he moved away, trying to figure out what exactly they were going to do. “So if the lower levels are closed off, does that mean we aren’t searching for the research anymore? Did they find it? I feel like we would have heard if they found the rest of it. And no one has heard from the units down there.” Soren didn’t like this at all. Those people were probably dead, becoming whatever everyone else was, or fighting for their lives. He turned to Josh. “Okay, Way I see it, our options are stand around twiddling our thumbs until someone tells us what the Powers That Be have decided or we take matters into our own hands.” He peered nervously at the door to the stairs. “I don’t want to go down there. That was horrible the first time. It’s going to be so much worse now, I can just feel it. But I don’t know what other choice we have. There are people down there still. So what do you say we grab some capable people, we grab some radios, and we go on a rescue mission? And if we know it’s going south, we leave.”
Hayden leaned against the wall, giving Jacob a little of his own space now that they were in less dire need of pulling him out of whatever was wrong with him. Love. Who was he to say? He loved Josh the moment they met, even if it was as friends. Fast friends. Faster best friends. “When you think about him, you want to smile, right? Just a little maybe. Maybe a lot. You see his face in you mind, and you want to smile, because the face you are looking at has this wonderful personality attached to it. Maybe he jokes and that makes you laugh. Maybe he makes silly faces or has crazy ideas or has this desire to save the world. You love that about him. It draws you to him.” Hayden took in a deep breath. “Now you think about tonight. Getting to see him again. And you can feel that in your stomach right? Maybe your chest. Everything changes the moment you start anticipating when you’ll get to see him again.” He felt it too. “Okay, now think about what he’s doing. Think about that uniform he’s wearing and the… the stains.” He kept his eyes firmly open. “And think about every one of those people who are going to try to hurt him. Kill him. And what he’s going to have to do to save himself and those around him.” He gripped his leg tight. “And think about what could happen to him, and how much you don’t know. How much you’re going to have to sit here and wait and hope.” Hayden turned his attention to examine Jacob’s face. “Now how do you feel?”