counterblows: (} feeling sorry for myself)
𝚊𝚐ε𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚘𝚗 ([personal profile] counterblows) wrote in [community profile] lifeaftr 2018-06-12 06:41 am (UTC)

There was no right person. We kept thinking there was. Tell the UNSC. Tell someone.

[Charon Industries worked its way to the uppermost echelons of that hierarchy, and from there, they could pull all the strings they needed to. Bury Freelancer, if they wanted.]

[Or gut it. Reap the reward. Seize its tech, its scrap, all the pieces he recovered over the years, and remake them into something to be put to use.]


Well, I tried that. And then I sold Epsilon out to the UNSC just so I could get out of the mess he and his friends left me in.

[So, hey. C.T. has that going for her; she never wavered. Never faltered. Eventually, he hit his limit. The nadir of his capacity to give a shit. Emotional asystole. Was willing to hilt a knife in the back of the people who couldn't do one simple fucking thing and turn in the last remaining A.I. fragment, the one containing the memories of torture unethical and cruel, in to the people who could do something about it.]

[Those same people ended up being the reason that A.I. fragment had to deconstruct to save the lives of everyone on that ship.]

[So, in a roundabout, fucked up kind of way, Wash succeeded.]

[He turned Epsilon in.]

[How funny is that.]

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