[IDEK] ONE BIG FAMILY REUNION
[Due to the accumulated number of people screwed up and/or created through science here at transgenicprose, Phase has decided that it's in the best interest of said people to provide them with some support for dealing with their angsty pasts/ruined childhoods/lingering nightmares/present-day issues. Since support groups would be all but ASKING for someone to get
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[He takes another, harder dig at a clump of dirt.]
I happened on a list of Mom's contacts when I was helping her clean her study the other day. I tried a few of the numbers when I came out here earlier--[Here, he digs down into the loosened soil, then flashes a small, pink cell phone with some cutesy animal phone straps dangling from it, all of which look pretty dirty now.]--I borrowed a cell phone from a classmate last week, since I'd planned on seeing if there was anything I could do even before this...I've been pretty worried about Luke lately...but Nill's situation is more pressing at the moment, so I'll focus on that first. And if this works--a big "if" at this point, I realise--maybe you can help me get Luke out somehow as well.
Anyway...we're all under the least amount of surveillance while we're at school, so your best bet would probably be to leave from there. If that won't work, I'm...often ill, as I'm sure you've noticed...and if I were to have an episode at school, they would transport me to the hospital rather than home. If you and Nill were both nearby and told them you were my family, they would let you ride with me.
Either way, you'll have to make contact with one of Mom's friends--she can get you air-lifted out of here. Borrow someone else's phone at school--someone you know you can trust not to be a spy for Wesker--and call this number. [He hands Haine a crumpled, dirty scrap of paper.] Memorise that number, then burn it. The contact said she'll be waiting, and can be there in ten minutes or less, but you'll have to time it all just right.
[Here, Ion stops digging, and seems to huddle in on himself, looking even smaller and more delicate than usual.] ...And...I know that we can trust this contact, at least--she is...was...Mr. Chris' sister.
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When Ion finishes, though, Haine glances sidelong at him, a blatant kind of skepticism overcoming his surprise and curiosity. He goes back to digging for some ten seconds before replying.]
I get why she'd want to help screw over Wesker, but-- [He slams the shovel down hard as he hits a particularly stubborn clump of dirt] --you sure you can trust her? Wesker aside... I'm sure she hasn't forgotten just why Chris was killed.
[That's as blunt as he'll be on the subject.]
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[It's a sad, strangely old-looking expression that comes across Ion's face now--the mixing of a tired smile and something like regret.]
How can you ever really be sure that anyone is trustworthy? It's impossible to know almost anything for certain...but if anyone has a real reason to want to work against Wesker, I think it would be her.
[He lowers his eyes, fiddling idly with his trowel.] ...And Mr. Chris tried to fight Wesker head-on. He should have known better...and I really don't understand why he did it, but...at least he tried. I can't help thinking that there was some worth in it just for that. And perhaps there's something to it all that we don't know about, a reason for his sacrifice... Who can say?
[He looks up, his smile a little more real now, his tone a little lighter.] Of course, that doesn't mean we're going to try anything like that. An indirect challenge seems a lot safer.
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