Collared
Post-series
Sometimes, the computer screen blurred before him, just as it does now. At moments like this, he would lean back and close his eyes, and adjust the yellow sunglasses he always wore. Still wears, from time to time. They link him back to those days, back to the STNJ, back to his friends...back to Robin. In those days, when Robin was around, the computer screen blurred less. His eyes were never quite as tired from looking at the screen because, occasionally, there was something else to look at. A peer, a friend...someone who offered him hope that he might one day escape the collar he wore. He wonders where that hope has gone now, as he sits, far from Japan and Raven's Flat and the ruins of the Factory, at a terminal in a nondescript bank in America. He hadn't escaped when he finally left the STNJ to look for other employment - he'd merely traded collars.