Alan seemed to digest that information for a moment before nodding, something falling into place. He should have known. Maybe some part of him had known. But of course, Michael had seen it first. Michael played the part of cold, calculating genius. He hid behind his t-spheres and his computers and that intimidating black T on his face, but Michael had taken up the cause of Terry Sloane. He had looked at the tragedy of his own life and decided to dedicate his life to the simplest of concepts: Fair Play.
To leveling the playing field. To helping good people have happy, fulfilling lives. To giving everyone an even chance at happiness.
Of course Michael had seen it, and of course he'd tried to save two birds with one stone.
"I see why he was sent on a mission with Sand, then. I'll be curious to see what they both say when this one's awake."
But it reminded him of something. He pulled up his briefcase and put it down on one of the other cots, opening it with a line of green flame and pulling out the folded clothes he'd brought for sandy, as well as his wirepoon gun, the gas gun, and a cannister holster. At the bottom of it all was a hard drive.
"This is the information that was obtained from the base where they were taken and held. The base has been destroyed at this point, though two rooms were left undamaged. They contained the Purifier agents who were within the base at the time of their escape. Police and some of our friends in the FBI have been pulling them out for questioning and charges since about an hour after the information was received."
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Date: 2015-10-13 03:23 am (UTC)To leveling the playing field. To helping good people have happy, fulfilling lives. To giving everyone an even chance at happiness.
Of course Michael had seen it, and of course he'd tried to save two birds with one stone.
"I see why he was sent on a mission with Sand, then. I'll be curious to see what they both say when this one's awake."
But it reminded him of something. He pulled up his briefcase and put it down on one of the other cots, opening it with a line of green flame and pulling out the folded clothes he'd brought for sandy, as well as his wirepoon gun, the gas gun, and a cannister holster. At the bottom of it all was a hard drive.
"This is the information that was obtained from the base where they were taken and held. The base has been destroyed at this point, though two rooms were left undamaged. They contained the Purifier agents who were within the base at the time of their escape. Police and some of our friends in the FBI have been pulling them out for questioning and charges since about an hour after the information was received."