10-24-2019, 08:53 PM
Somewhere in Usera, Lauchenoiria
Monday, October 14th
“There is a good chance someone else will be trying to do this as well. If we of all people are getting involved in Xiomera’s business, it is likely other nations will as well. So you are going to need to be vigilant, and be prepared to get into some fights. Do not allow anyone to trace who is behind it, under any circumstances. Have I made myself understood?”
The man eyed the two young people sitting behind computers. His stare was always so piercing many people shivered in front of him. Tacito Fierro, the older of the pair had to brace himself to not shake. Jessica Cassidy, who had been through far worse during her time as a prisoner of war in Kerlile last year, could meet his eyes easily however.
“Yes, sir,” the pair chorused, and he turned to leave without another word.
“Do you think this is right?” Tacito asked Jessica after he had left.
“On an objective moral level, no. But at the same time, the Xiomerans are propping up the Kerlian regime. And if Kerlile recovers you can bet they will come for us again. Using bots to try and influence what passes for an election in that place is a small thing compared to what would happen in another full war,” Jessica replied.
“I know you have a thing about the Kerlians…”
“You bet I do,” she snapped, pulling up her sleeve to reveal a number of scars. “If Cozamalotl wins it will have a knock-on effect that will destabilise and destroy the Kerlian regime.”
“You read too many political science papers. Is that really what you want to do in your spare time? Seriously, get a hobby!”
“Maybe I’d have time to if we didn’t keep arguing during work hours. We gotta get this set up. I bet if the dictatorships are doing the same thing they’ve got a lot more resources than we do.”
“You think this will make a difference?”
“Can’t know. But every little helps. Now are you gonna work or not?”
“You clearly learned how to boss around men during your time in Kerlile.”
“I will kill you.”
“Try it!”
The pair continued to argue in the small room in a basement of a Lauchenoirian Intelligence Service building in Usera, though they both tapped at their computers, working as they argued. Outside, a pacifist protest was taking place in the square outside the cathedral where, during the war, Sonja Alvarez was revealed to be Jennifer Hale.
In an office in Buttercity, Josephine Alvarez tapped her fingers nervously, waiting for her next appointment, and worrying if she had done the right thing in authorising the operation.
Monday, October 14th
“There is a good chance someone else will be trying to do this as well. If we of all people are getting involved in Xiomera’s business, it is likely other nations will as well. So you are going to need to be vigilant, and be prepared to get into some fights. Do not allow anyone to trace who is behind it, under any circumstances. Have I made myself understood?”
The man eyed the two young people sitting behind computers. His stare was always so piercing many people shivered in front of him. Tacito Fierro, the older of the pair had to brace himself to not shake. Jessica Cassidy, who had been through far worse during her time as a prisoner of war in Kerlile last year, could meet his eyes easily however.
“Yes, sir,” the pair chorused, and he turned to leave without another word.
“Do you think this is right?” Tacito asked Jessica after he had left.
“On an objective moral level, no. But at the same time, the Xiomerans are propping up the Kerlian regime. And if Kerlile recovers you can bet they will come for us again. Using bots to try and influence what passes for an election in that place is a small thing compared to what would happen in another full war,” Jessica replied.
“I know you have a thing about the Kerlians…”
“You bet I do,” she snapped, pulling up her sleeve to reveal a number of scars. “If Cozamalotl wins it will have a knock-on effect that will destabilise and destroy the Kerlian regime.”
“You read too many political science papers. Is that really what you want to do in your spare time? Seriously, get a hobby!”
“Maybe I’d have time to if we didn’t keep arguing during work hours. We gotta get this set up. I bet if the dictatorships are doing the same thing they’ve got a lot more resources than we do.”
“You think this will make a difference?”
“Can’t know. But every little helps. Now are you gonna work or not?”
“You clearly learned how to boss around men during your time in Kerlile.”
“I will kill you.”
“Try it!”
The pair continued to argue in the small room in a basement of a Lauchenoirian Intelligence Service building in Usera, though they both tapped at their computers, working as they argued. Outside, a pacifist protest was taking place in the square outside the cathedral where, during the war, Sonja Alvarez was revealed to be Jennifer Hale.
In an office in Buttercity, Josephine Alvarez tapped her fingers nervously, waiting for her next appointment, and worrying if she had done the right thing in authorising the operation.
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