Ngh!
My body hasn't recovered. Vivid flames circled around me from a mistimed explosion. The appearance of Five ruined our original goal. The singes on my skin reminds me with every movement of the repercussions.
Tch!
I reach out of bed, needing to breathe. Twelve instinctively asks if I'm alright.
"I'm fine."
"Why don't you rest? You've taken a huge hit."
I don't have much time to waste and sleep in. Our mission takes precedent over my health.
"Negative" I start, giving myself another breath to take in. "Five won't wait for us."
I walk down the steps, sorting in my mind what options, what goals we must revise. Five destroyed our plans organization and she's an unstable force. She must be dealt with.
The time back in the institution showed me who she was. A bored individual, one looking for excitement in any form once everything became dull. In other words...
"Five's the worst type of person to interfere with us."
"Oh? Haven't you always beaten her back then in any game?"
"The fact she didn't leave with us and remained alive screams experimentation. She's out for revenge." The speed of her hacking outweighs mine. She could have exploited me and got us compromised but she won't stop the game till all options are exercised.
I narrow my eyes, needing to take a break. Another onslaught of headaches wouldn't be right. For now, best to not make plans, to stay out of the shadows for a day or two to see which route is the best.
"Um"
I turn my head, seeing this woman who's been living here wishing to ask me something.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"There's nothing you can do." It's a lie. There's plenty she can do but she's not one of us. She doesn't have to interfere or be a casualty. She stutters at my bluntness, and tries to justify her merit. However, she seems to not even know what she can do. I sigh.
"You mean you would assist in the death of civilians? To destroy property?" As expected, her reaction gives it all away. Eyes shaking, hesitation. She's human. Twelve and I, we're experiments gone wrong and somehow managed to keep living. She doesn't need to be involved. The infatuation Twelve has is something I can't understand but it's not my problem. The farther away Lisa's from the objective, the better we're off.
I pull out my laptop, going straight to the news page, articles upon articles of our failed bomb. I hide my grimace from the pain the civilians suffered, the wreckage of trains and the injuries. A quick turn showed we're not saints. I may be cold and distant but I already have a lot on my mind, having another person's life involved is something unwanted on my conscious.
"We're terrorists, we endanger the people."
"Nine, you know the bomb's not-"
"Don't get in the way." I look in her direction. I see disappointment in herself, to know she has no place. I am not as forgiving as Twelve. I only wish for her to leave at some point, to not be endangered anymore and lose all ties. My actions are to scare her and not come near. She'll add fuel to the fire. I walk away, thinking about Shibazaki.
'You are our best hope right now Detective."