Methods of Deduction (AU) (TW: dehumanization, torture, homophobia, ableism) (2/?)tawabidsAugust 14 2011, 09:29:01 UTC
“Until when?” Moira asked, hurrying after Henry as he left the viewing room at a trot, scribbling reminders to himself on the crumpled wrapper. “Henry, what do we do with him?”
“That’s the board’s decision,” Henry said over his shoulder, not meeting her eye. “I’m going to write to them once I’ve had a chance to analyse Dew-Kay’s behaviour.”
“But they're waiting for your advice!” Moira barked.
Henry turned slowly, shoulders hunched. Moira’s eyes pinned him down, her good hand on her hip and her mouth a line so sharp it made him flinch. He relied on her heavily in the human resources aspect of his job. He’d never denied it. He was too young to lead a research team and too smart not to. Moira, despite her qualifications, had always been encumbered within the male-dominated field. The furthest she’d ever get past the glass ceiling was acting as Henry’s backup when the complexities of management overwhelmed him.
His instinct told him to do what she said. And what she said was, “If this were a defense project that blew up on our testing range, we damn well wouldn’t bring it back inside. Not while it’s still armed and loaded.”
Henry muttered. “But he’s irreplaceable.”
He ducked his head and hurried away before she could convince him otherwise.
“That’s the board’s decision,” Henry said over his shoulder, not meeting her eye. “I’m going to write to them once I’ve had a chance to analyse Dew-Kay’s behaviour.”
“But they're waiting for your advice!” Moira barked.
Henry turned slowly, shoulders hunched. Moira’s eyes pinned him down, her good hand on her hip and her mouth a line so sharp it made him flinch. He relied on her heavily in the human resources aspect of his job. He’d never denied it. He was too young to lead a research team and too smart not to. Moira, despite her qualifications, had always been encumbered within the male-dominated field. The furthest she’d ever get past the glass ceiling was acting as Henry’s backup when the complexities of management overwhelmed him.
His instinct told him to do what she said. And what she said was, “If this were a defense project that blew up on our testing range, we damn well wouldn’t bring it back inside. Not while it’s still armed and loaded.”
Henry muttered. “But he’s irreplaceable.”
He ducked his head and hurried away before she could convince him otherwise.
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