~Kind, Kingly and Khaki
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Jenny been on Lester's mind a lot lately, ever since she had left the ARC actually. She had been loved by everyone, not a single soul had despised her. She was beautiful on the inside and on the out. Abby in particular was close to Abby. They were for a long time the only girls that were working on main team of the ARC and that had formed a special bond between them.
Lester sighed as he remembered them walking around the ARC, arm in arm. They were both so different but at the same time they had a lot in common. 'Are you going to take your own advice?' Abby had asked her. Jenny had smiled at her and they had both laughed, knowing that Jenny desperately wanted to.
Lester had not been there when that had happened but he heard about it when he let Jenny talk her heart out at him after Cutter had been brutally murdered. It was supposed to be a debrief but it turned a heartfelt, one-sided conversation.
She had cried to him, but after that tried to move on with her life but he knew it was hard for her. It had brought about a change in Jenny. She grew quieter than usual and not as happy as she used to be. But that did not stop her from being the kind person that she naturally was.
Then his thought drifted towards his own persona. Kingly was the word he would use to describe himself. He tried to avoid showing the kind side of himself. Lester would rather stand at the top of the chain of command, walk out of his office and call out to Connor and Abby 'I hope you two are working, because I would certainly not want to be you if I found out you were slacking off on the job.'
Connor, stupid as he was would turn around and yell 'It's not like we are being paid that much anyway. A raise would be nice.'
But that was the good thing about being at the top things. He got paid more and was not fighting dinosaurs when the magically popped up and in the spare time, looking after them and inventing things to stop them.
As King of the ARC, he could do what he wanted when he wanted and if he wanted. And his expensive Italian suit would not get ruined on the job. He could watch the others and do nothing because he was the King of the ARC.
However in saying that there was one person who could make him do some things that he did not want to do and she wore Khaki.
Helen Cutter was menace and the women who needed to get some more colours in her wardrobe had the ability to make him do things that the Minister would have trouble getting him to do. She defeated his stubborn streak, out of pure fear.
With someone in a mental condition, as psycho as she was, she needed to be watched.
She needed help, and with the risk of her breaking into the ARC again you could never be sure when the world's worst nightmare was going to show up and try to ruin the world again.
So it was his job as the King of the ARC to look after his peasants, no matter how much of a drag it could be sometimes.
Well? I can't think of how many different K words I used for this one and how many times I wrote a different story…I am not sure if I still like this one…tell me what you think?
And thanks to Dr Giggles for prompting me with some words! Music out!