Creation 7

[dodo_master]

[Well Cynric finished his job! Aren't you all so glad you helped him? He's a bit upset that he didn't get any money for it, or even any food at this point, but a job well done is a job well done, at least.

After school that day (of which he may have accidentally wandered away from), he can be seen sitting on his porch, squinting at a piece of

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[deaths_heritor]

[A shadow looms over him with a particularly grim expression on its face. Susan sure as hell remembers this kid standing around asking for 'enemies of the state' and while she'd ignored it at the time, she sure as hell isn't going to let it slide. Not after yesterday.]

My good Inspector. Do I see you dawdling on the porch when you might be working for the good of our motherland?

[Her voice is like death. Which isn't all that unusual, really.]

...crap.

[dodo_master]

[The little man looks up at you, blinking.]

Oh? Oh! yes, you see, I was, but I finished my quota. so now I'm trying to figure out what this means. [Indicates the scrap of paper] I wonder if it was delivered to the wrong house?

[deaths_heritor]

There is no excuse for idle hands, comrade. Do you believe our Glorious Leader would be proud to see you idling away the time reading? You know as well as I that any non-sanctioned material may be considered . . .

Subversive.

[dodo_master]

[Thinks about it. Shrugs.]

Perhaps! Especially since I don't know where this came from. [He tucks it back in his folder. He thinks for another moment.]

What should I be doing then? I finished my job! Should I ask for another?

[deaths_heritor]

A fine idea. Failing that, there is always work to be done at the factory. But I'm afraid, you know, that allowing your actions to slide would not be the act of a good citizen. If you truly believed that your time was your own following the completion of a simple job . . . Re-education may be in order, no?

And that scrap of paper . . . Most unsatisfactory. What, exactly, did it say?

[dodo_master]

[Frowns at you. Maybe you're a drone?] Fair enough, madame. I'll look for further employment! A "re-education" will not be necessary.

Ah, something about a Second Great War, America, missles. Don't understand it one bit. It's a bit ripped and bloody anyway, hard to make out!