Night 57: F01-F10 Hallway
She still hated experimental psychologists. Whether they lied or not, they only cared about results, and not the people that were their test subjects. Aguilar was just like the ones who'd created her -- if he really wanted results, he'd tell them what he expected. Not what to do;only the worst commanders had no use for initiative, and that was because a pants-wetting recruit could out-strategize them.
There was still a gaping hole somewhere about there, she thought, pressing her hand to her torso. Right in her middle, and it had nothing to do with her metabolism. They'd tried to rip her heart out, not once, but twice, and she didn't know why! She took a deep breath. It didn't make any sense, if they were trying to run this like a cell-culture lab, with subjects that didn't have feelings. If they didn't have feelings they couldn't be hurt, but then trying would be worthless.
Did the visitors give them something they couldn't do alone? They were isolated, but even in hard vacuum word spread.
She packed in the dark, quiet and determined. There wasn't much to bring. She wore the claw, and strapped the throwing star to her arm again. The materia went in a pocket, rather than her bag, and that was all. Travel light, travel fast, and hope that her companions would do so too.
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There was still a gaping hole somewhere about there, she thought, pressing her hand to her torso. Right in her middle, and it had nothing to do with her metabolism. They'd tried to rip her heart out, not once, but twice, and she didn't know why! She took a deep breath. It didn't make any sense, if they were trying to run this like a cell-culture lab, with subjects that didn't have feelings. If they didn't have feelings they couldn't be hurt, but then trying would be worthless.
Did the visitors give them something they couldn't do alone? They were isolated, but even in hard vacuum word spread.
She packed in the dark, quiet and determined. There wasn't much to bring. She wore the claw, and strapped the throwing star to her arm again. The materia went in a pocket, rather than her bag, and that was all. Travel light, travel fast, and hope that her companions would do so too.
[to here]