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The Return...
Apr. 21st, 2006 03:22 pmThere is a silence in the room as she walks in. Hushed tones pour over the men that are seated at the table. Her eyes cold and focused on the agenda and only that show no signs of weakness. The sound of her heels clicking on the tiles quickly build to an echo as she moves with confidence toward the front of the room. Long since disbanded the company had only heard rumors of her return, and now seeing her with their own eyes they have only one thing left to do, believe.
"Miss Reed, but you... you were..."
"Dead? Yes, there is always that assumption that you can make when one simply doesn't return your calls." There is no mistaking the subtext in her voice, the displeasure she has to endure being in the room with these people. "Although the other belief could be that I wasn't in the right state of mind to listen to you blathering on anymore. I think I've proven myself more than worthy of your trust and respect, yet you tasked me with simple things."
"Then we are only to assume that Project Helix? It has been re-established?"
"On the contrary? I have become aware of something a bit more advanced, but I am sure you are fully aware of that at this time. There are a few select choices that were made, and some that I am sure will never have the success you are intending, but be aware that there is only one Lauren Reed, and she didn't die in that mine shaft. In fact Agent Vaughn was quite careful with his aim that night." Her hand shifts the collar of her shirt to the side to reveal the small scars upon her collarbone. "They might be under some illusion that they have my body in some form of storage, but as you can see here? I am very much alive, and very much ready to determine what exactly this allegiance is willing to offer me now." Her hands glide softly atop the high back of the chair at the head of the table, lips pursed in a tight line.
"Miss Reed, this commity has nothing to offer. They took us down, and well everyone thought you were dead. I think you had some other idea in mind from what we are right now. We can't give you what you want. Prophet Five is calling the shots now Miss Reed. I'm sorry, but there is nothing we can do now."
She stands there in a moment of pure shock as the men all stand from their chairs and file out of the room. This is not how she envisioned her great return from the dead, not in any form.
"Miss Reed, but you... you were..."
"Dead? Yes, there is always that assumption that you can make when one simply doesn't return your calls." There is no mistaking the subtext in her voice, the displeasure she has to endure being in the room with these people. "Although the other belief could be that I wasn't in the right state of mind to listen to you blathering on anymore. I think I've proven myself more than worthy of your trust and respect, yet you tasked me with simple things."
"Then we are only to assume that Project Helix? It has been re-established?"
"On the contrary? I have become aware of something a bit more advanced, but I am sure you are fully aware of that at this time. There are a few select choices that were made, and some that I am sure will never have the success you are intending, but be aware that there is only one Lauren Reed, and she didn't die in that mine shaft. In fact Agent Vaughn was quite careful with his aim that night." Her hand shifts the collar of her shirt to the side to reveal the small scars upon her collarbone. "They might be under some illusion that they have my body in some form of storage, but as you can see here? I am very much alive, and very much ready to determine what exactly this allegiance is willing to offer me now." Her hands glide softly atop the high back of the chair at the head of the table, lips pursed in a tight line.
"Miss Reed, this commity has nothing to offer. They took us down, and well everyone thought you were dead. I think you had some other idea in mind from what we are right now. We can't give you what you want. Prophet Five is calling the shots now Miss Reed. I'm sorry, but there is nothing we can do now."
She stands there in a moment of pure shock as the men all stand from their chairs and file out of the room. This is not how she envisioned her great return from the dead, not in any form.
