Who: Jet
When: Monday evening
Where: Remote section of the Cafeteria
Summary: Jet accepts his death as gracefully as he can... at the expense of a trashcan. Jet thoughts and Jet rationality. Mostly meant for an introspective piece
Rating: (PG)
Warnings: Uhh a little emo? But its all for plot purposes and development
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So Who's Gonna Watch You Die?... )
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His legs burned as he walked. He couldn't stay in his room. Ed was suffering, so many suffering and he was only one person. He heard the dull thumping of metal against flesh. Someone else was upset. He took a risk and entered the cafeteria to see Jet.
"Am I interrupting anything?" he asked calmly.
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'Hang in there? Have faith we'll all be okay?' This was death, even if he did stand a fighting chance the Consortium had ways to make him comply. He could be stubborn, he always went out with a bang but even he wasn't crazy enough to dream. No one would be coming back he was gonna die! D-I-E. Would he even want to wake up from an experience so horrible ( ... )
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