CASE 1| "Zouri's Inferno"
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SWEET SWEET RECOGNITION
{{What I Did}}
It was a boring ship in cargo mostly. Not boring. Mundane. Some ship was threatening to show and shoot up the place. Obviously folks were scared. I didn't like that- it made my skin crawl. Like seein one of those kids back home huggin a big siblings jacket tryin to act tough at a drive by. It's... it makes my skin burn again.
I volunteered as a fuck it kinda situation. Better a useless barcode go out and maybe get the job done than someone with actual parents and family. Thought maybe 'who knows maybe I'll actually do Security work'. Like I was made to do. Eugh. Next part, this is making my stomach bubble like fuckin vinegar.
{{How It Spilt}}
Grabbed a Modsuit from robotics and went out. Lagged behind but ended up finding my way through the labyrinth that's the outside of the station-ship? I never can tell. Planetside life is simpler. Either way. We make it. Ship warps in , scraming hot and fast.
All I remember was lots of folks got hurt. It was a blur of gunmetal gray and bright crimson red and well- other blood colors. Dunno if I went into some instict-progammed mode or some shit but I was still in one piece. Everything had... blurred together. The smell of sweat in that suit woke me up. I got shot- uh hit in the knee I know one thing and that ship was no fuckin joke. Had armorpiercing whatever rounds. Big heist bullshit. It just kinda.. happened? Found myself in the halls again and getting patched up- I think.
{{The Sugar on Top}}
I think I was either at the bar or the warehouse when I heard a call for folks to come to the Bridge. Adrenaline was still going high so- memory's sketchy at best. But, I remember walking to the Bridge- doors were wide open. There was one person leaning at another and we had to line up against the wall- which made me fucking sketched out. I had half a mind to think we had somehow failed cause most of them were in medbay. Some gross miscalculation on the higher up's data read out or some shit.
Names are being called out and for once- we.. I wasn't being yelled at. Which was nice- I guess. Confusing as fuck though. Essentially there was a speech and medals were being handed out. Somehow in hell I got one. It felt cathartic in a way. Now I look at the hunk of copper and get that bile taste in my mouth. Might recast it into something better.
Something mine.
BITTER COFFEE
{{Business Bullshit}}
There was a meeting. Shit was on my nerves as is. Regional- district manager- who fuckin cares. A guy I don't know in a suit talkin down to me and mine bout productivity. Stunk to high hell of CyberSun mentality.Efficiency despite all else or some shit. It was a LOT of corpo speech and I did not have the mind for it nor the patience. Thankfully Asaj- I think that their name- was handing out coffees n teas. I was sipping my Iced Coffee for dear life and chewing on the straw cause I fuckin would die for a smoke.
{{The Mask}}
To be honest. I feel naive. Dumb as fuck actually. During meeting questions and such were being asked to the Suit. One of which was form Zouri- the Captain. Former Captain. She asked if beatings were efficent in boosting productivity or if it was approved- I don't fcking remember. I remember tilting my chair bad and just... processing. It seemed. Old Fashioned and stupid. Asking such a fucking dumb pointlessly brutal[?] innocent[?] No. Self unaware of a question. to a Corporate Fucking Official as someone in power of multiple employees. I may have a record of fuckin prison but I know better than to fucking blab like that.
She seemed nice. Seemed like possibly a change of pace from Mars. Maybe an example that shit was different for businesses out here. Ha.. Guess I was naive too.
BURNT CARAMEL
{{Boiling Sugar}}
Folks were upset. The more I glanced about the more I hear about folks being beaten severely by the Former Cap. The Brass Bitch- as I started calling her. Heca was angry- which I honestly didn't think she could feel much anymore. I know a bunch of people were scared and angry and that in of itself is enough to cause a lot of problems. If a lesson were to come from this it's don't piss off the mob and the people who make shit work and run smoothly. It never works people find their way out of the system. Weapons were grabbed and I know Zy was upset. He was quiet and scared- I think. I sunk back to old street mentality and even fuckin made a shiv. Had it in my head if The Brass Bitch were to walk out, she's be missing an eye at the very least.
I was musing going back to prison so she couldn't hurt another person on this station. It didn't make sense honestly- I just started this new whole.. thing. Life? Adventure? Who fuckin cares. No one was gonna get beat again. For once folks outside the streets were thinking with their hands- and it was actually working! She seemed to listen. The Catharsis was... intense as I stood at that window watching the Bridge. I honestly wasn't listening to the words but I was ready to fight. It was bittersweet.
{{The Inferno}}
Then reality hit. She was being escorted off the station. To a fucking shuttle.
For once- I thought actual action would be taken. But yet again the courts need their pound of flesh. Their bullshit paperwork. Part of me hoped prison would be hell- part of hoped a shiv would find its way either way. But then she she stole it from me. That last shred of justice. Of.. warm, wet closure.
An announcement of a shuttle heading towards the system's sun. The fucking coward. I remember screaming and crying till my lung burned. All this talk of bravery and putting one's life on the line and she's just a two faced Brass Bitch.
And a coward I trusted for all of a day.
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