A/N - as I thought about this offering, I realized you could go about a hundred different directions. This is just one.
I may write another someday.
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The Suit
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I was born in December of 2013 at Gianni's in La Via Palestro. I have a few older brothers, and a couple younger ones. None of us expects to live very long.
Since this is a private conversation, I will confess to feeling a bit superior to my brothers. Several of them are⦠pardon my 'french'... 'off the rack.' The rest are sub-par handiwork, even with Finch's occasional, but excellent alterations. This is part of the reason that I suspect I may live at least a little bit longer than they. Not surprisingly, John only takes me out when something special is happening. Something special - an event at which my brothers would feel quite out of place.
Last week we lost two of our family. That's a lot for one week - even for John. That's the problem with our kind. Unlike your kind, we are normally disposed of rather than healed. We could be healed, but it's an expensive and time consuming process. It is possible that I am the only one of the family to be considered worth it. We understand this, and expect it. It is good to understand your place in the universe.
One of the brothers went because he gave himself to protect John from a horrible case of something with the crass name of 'road rash.' The other, because of a large, bloody hole. Unfortunately, John received a matching hole.
Now, due to the loss of our brothers, it looks like John won't be taking any of us out for a while. Unlike us - he will need time to heal.
We do not understand much of what he does. But we all agree that he is a good man. And each of us will willingly go with him, and offer what meager protection we can. Even if it means our life.
John is worth it.
