Friday
Summary: The five people on the Parliament debate the Clover issue and the subject of Gingetsu's retirement and what it means to them. Pretty boring stuff.
Radishface
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[ 3:00 AM ]
"You're letting him go?" Hands hidden behind sleeves of white, wires floating within their line of vision, some seeing the world through eyeglasses, some through synthetic eyes, some with none, but all with bias. The wires were seemingly disconnected, but all connected, all the same.
"We promised him." An old, worn, voice said, one that had seen much but registered little. "There's nothing we can do for him anymore. Most of the Clovers are contained and content where they are. They don't know anything else."
"We can still veto it." Another voice said, brash and harsh, an almost metallic edge to it. "If we do, there's no one to stop us. He's been of great value."
"There are others." A woman's voice rang through the emptiness. "There will be others."
"Not Clovers." A monotone stated. "There will be psychics and sorcerers such as us, but none will be as powerful as the Clovers."
"And what have we done with them?" The woman's voice said, almost as if speaking to children. "We've given them paperwork and mundane security jobs. We have not dared to use their powers because we are afraid of the consequences. The entire Clover project was a risk, and we have wasted it. How can you say he has been of great value to us?"
"We have waited out our time. It is time to put the remaining Clovers to some use."
"The world is at peace right now. There is nothing to battle against save for fighting against terrorists."
"They have been subdued."
"It is only a matter of time until they rise up again. We should keep them in reserve."
"Is that all they are? Bred to be machines?"
"We have not tested them yet. That is because we are afraid of what might happen. So then we are cowards, are we not? We sit, we think, but we do not put into being."
"We took the first step to construct them, to breed them, to purify them."
"We have not used them. We took the necessary tasks to create one of each kind, to subdue one of each kind. The only problem lay within the Three-Leaves. There were too many of them."
"The remaining ones are contained. They are safe."
"The One-Leaf Clover was shot by our assassin. The Two-Leaf Clover lives for no purpose. The Three-Leaf Clovers lie dormant in their cages, one watched over, the other free with reason, at our own risk. The Four-Leaf Clover took her own life by her own choice. The remaining ones are the Two-Leaf Clover and the Three-Leaf Clovers. What use can they be?"
"The Two-Leaf is only as powerful as two of us combined, when he chooses to be. The other Three-Leaf Clover is unstable. The other Three-Leaf Clover is too restrained."
"We have failed in breeding their personalities."
"Ah, but they are human, after all. That's the trouble."
"We will let him go."
"Yes."
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