These Lights That Bind Us

[rileywilson]

*I look over, annoyed and wary that this Aftermath is still talking to me*

Thank me?

[Incendiary Aftermath]

It's not every day that your mortal enemy fights beside you. That's not to say that i give a shit about you, or BLI for that matter, but as a person, you're one hell of a soldier. And i can respect that. Honestly, i wish we didn't have to fight each other. I hope you realize that none of us truly want to fight BLI. We have to. It's not something i expect you to understand. We risk our lives every day just to remain who we were yesterday. You fight because at the end of the day, you get a nice little paycheck written in our blood. But this is all going in one ear and out the other, isn't it? *I sigh, and chuckle a little bit* We needed each other for this, so I thank you for seeing past our differences. Even if it's just for today.

[rileywilson]

*I nod* It's been an interesting experience. Tomorrow I would kill you, but today... Aftermath, if you think I'm in this for the money, you don't know me at all. I have to thank you as well. My position, in fact my whole position, would not exist if not for the killjoys. There are many things I am allowed to do that would never be allowed in normal society, but yes, for today we are allies. I'll always remember this.

[Incendiary Aftermath]

We need each other, Wilson. I don't think many people realize that. With no one to fight, you'd be so bored with your life. And without BLI, i would have no excuse to wear cool clothing. I'll remember this too, Wilson. I look forward to fighting you in the future. *I look down over the city and see a warehouse* Is that it?

[vanityviolence]

I dunno. EG?
I think you'e pretty much right above it. Can't tell, though. Camera's aren't exactly pointing up, can't see the copter. But if the static I'm seeing is due to the winds from the blades, then you sorta just flew right over the nearest cam. You going to a helicopter landing pad or just landing in the streets?

[Incendiary Aftermath]

Streets. Take us down. *I grab my rifle and out my goggles on. The helicopter lands and i step out, take a deep breath, then walk forward. Let's go guys. Where's Orwell?

((transfer to Vindicta))