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Gambit returns home. Blood covered, as always. They would simply remove their cape then head right for the shower, removing the rest of their clothing as they went
Gambit lived in the suburbs of Veofolnir, an area up the nearby hills on the north. It was an area where usually those of upper-middle class lived, mainly bankers and some Collective office personnel. Unlike most military members like them, Gambit had been granted a house personally by Irina.
"Hey Gambit"
"Shut up"
"Ooh...Frisky today aren't you?"
"I said shut up"
"Hey. Those kids were breaking the law, I simply did what we know best"
"Yeah. And? Does that make it any better?"
"Well. Of Course!"
"What do you mean "of course"? Those were children"
"Yeah. Children who were robbing a Collective Food Truck"
"Well. They must have needed that food for a reason, don't you think?"
"Yeah, like...Selling it in the black market like you did?"
Gambit opens the water, mask still on
"Shut up. We only did what we needed to back then"
"And that's exactly what I did now. I see a crime, I take care of it my way"
"Your way? You mean the way paved with bodies?"
"Yeah. It happens to also be the fast track"
Gambit closes the water
"Oh and just because of that, we can kill who we want?"
"Well...He isn't wrong"
"Oh please shut up"
"What? He isn't completely wrong. Law states it clearly. Shoot on sight"
"Oh so because it was our job its okay to kill children?"
"Yes" "Yes"
"OF FUCKING COURSE NOT!"
"We are supposed to protect our fellow country-people, not kill them for...trying to feed themselves"
"Yeah. And we are. We simply are exterminating those that, out of their selfishness, take from our collective wellbeing"
The doorbell rings
"Collective Delivery" could be heard from the door
Gambit quickly puts on some clothes then heads for the door
"Hello Sir" said the delivery guy
"Hello..."
"Here's your...delivery. Are you okay, cape isn't looking up to scratch"
"Just give me my package, I'm starving"
The delivery guy gives Gambit a couple boxes. They then signs the receipt and close the door back
Inside, there was food and liquids for the week, some books, some alcohol and medication
"Don't take it"
"Don't take it"
"Take it"
"Don't take it"
"Don't take it"
Gambit quickly grabs the flask and begins opening it
"DON'T FUCKING TAKE IT!"
"TAKE IT"
"DONT TAKE IT!"
They take the lid off of it and pours a couple pills on their palm. He plucks them into their mouth after lifting the mask a bit
Everyone is gone. Gambit is alone again, but it doesn't matter. They finally have time for themselves
Gambit shelves the flask into a cabinet in the bathroom then keeps on unpacking what they received
A particular book catches their attention
"Wait a minute..."
It wasn't his usual guide. It was...a light novel
"The Man with Two Souls?"
"What is that?"
"WHAT IS THAT SHIT DOING IN OUR PACKAGE?!"
"ITS A TRAP, IT MUST HAVE POISON"
Gambit checks the label on the package. It was Crystal's package
"THE NOVICE'S BULLSHIT IS ON ME?!"
"It must be rigged, check for mechanisms"
"Well, I mean. You could keep it"
"ITS A CRIME. CALL THE NOVICE, TELL HIM TO GRAB HIS SHIT"
"Calm down. It doesn't look rigged"
"Well, we still shouldn't keep it"
"ARE YOU ALL SERIOUS?!"
"Shut up"
"Well. Doesn't hurt to hold it. Maybe we can read it then call Crystal and tell him?"
Gambit heads for the phone. Book in hand
"Call him"
"Don't call him"
"JUST DIAL HIS NUMBER AND GET RID OF HIS STUFF"
Gambit just dials the number and calls Crystal
"Hello?" replies Crystal on the phone
"Hey. It's Gambit. I think the Collective messed up again and gave me your package"
"Yeah. Was just about to do the same thing. One of my packages has a guide on explosives. Not my type of literature"
"So...Actually...Mind if I borrow your book? Looks like an interesting read"
"You opened my book?"
"It's not what you think it is"
"It's alright. Just return it once you finish it, but tell me a thing from it and I'm blinding you"
"Good...Crystal"
"Yeah?"
"About...that incident"
"It's fine. Don't talk about it"
"Are you..."
Crystal hangs up
"WELL DONE, DICKHEAD"
"We were just trying to check in"
"Well, he surely is scarred from it"
"Gotta fix it"
"YOU CAN'T FIX IT. UNLESS YOU CAN REVIVE PEOPLE OF COURSE, WHICH YOU CAN'T"
Gambit simply keeps on reading. They sit on their bed and continue reading calmly
