He remembers Ephemera's words, threatening to cook him in his armor if he thought their names. He remembers the red dot of a laser sight on the back of Carolina's head. Remembers the muzzle flashing again and again — one two three four five six seven eight — as he lay on his back, completely fucking helpless.
Freelancer killed them all. They got revenge. But Wash... Fuck, Wash sounds like he thinks it's a bad thing.
Maine turns away from the carcass. Stares down at his teammate. His friend, who, from some inexplicable reason, trusts his "understanding" with that Innie fuck over what Maine's telling him.
He ignores the sting of pain. Grabs hold of his anger instead. Wraps it around himself, warm and tight, as he flips the machete around and points the bloody blade at his own ruined throat.
"Good."
Hissed with the hated he feels every time he thinks of that moment. Every time he tries to speak and hears nothing but noise.
His fellow Freelancers killed Ephemera's team. They killed the ones who did this to him. It might be the best news Maine's heard since he woke up in that coliseum.
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He remembers Ephemera's words, threatening to cook him in his armor if he thought their names. He remembers the red dot of a laser sight on the back of Carolina's head. Remembers the muzzle flashing again and again — one two three four five six seven eight — as he lay on his back, completely fucking helpless.
Freelancer killed them all. They got revenge. But Wash... Fuck, Wash sounds like he thinks it's a bad thing.
Maine turns away from the carcass. Stares down at his teammate. His friend, who, from some inexplicable reason, trusts his "understanding" with that Innie fuck over what Maine's telling him.
He ignores the sting of pain. Grabs hold of his anger instead. Wraps it around himself, warm and tight, as he flips the machete around and points the bloody blade at his own ruined throat.
"Good."
Hissed with the hated he feels every time he thinks of that moment. Every time he tries to speak and hears nothing but noise.
His fellow Freelancers killed Ephemera's team. They killed the ones who did this to him. It might be the best news Maine's heard since he woke up in that coliseum.
Maine's not sorry for a thing. ]