Bound
“Wait,” she called out suddenly, not sure why that thought upset her so much. “I’m sorry, I just … “ she curled her nails into her palms, closing her eyes as she counted to ten, working on leveling out her temper. Cursing anyways, she hurried after him until she was nearly shoulder to shoulder with him, “You’re right. Forgive me, it’s just… I didn’t expect any of this. I trained for years, I’ve filled my head with so much, and none of this has a place now,” she said in aggravation.
It was like a swarm of bees had filled her ears the moment she was pulled through. She could still feel the warmth of Leander’s palm against her, but everything else felt disconnected. The sound was so deafening that she wanted to raise both hands against her ears, but Leander kept his grip firm. When she felt a small electrical shock against her palm, she gave a small yelp and could see the shadow of her partner’s face when he looked toward her, but nothing else as she was lead through what appeared to be a dark tunnel.
Kersten had been ready to go at that moment. She needed to get out of Desert HQ. Part of her wanted to get away from the strange company she found herself in and head back to Manessa, where she knew she had left a whole lot of conscious people. It was strange that no new missions or recruits had been routed to Desert HQ first, and when she got a free moment, was going to pull up their missions, if she could manage to access them.
“I’ll stand,” Kersten said without hesitation, annoyance lacing her voice. Her gaze hesitantly left Leander to fall on E.L.O.S. whom she gave a distrusting glare, “And why do I have a feeling you are behind this?” she hissed at the holographic representation of the computer. E.L.O.S. simply smiled knowingly, his image flickering and wavering transparent against the chair it “sat” in.
Not many got to travel via the WCU. Not many wanted to. Since it’s ascension, over fifty years ago, there had been far too many deaths and disappearances to be trusted by the majority. Many local governments banned them completely. They were quite content with more inconvenient and time wasting routes with a spacecraft, or they simply didn’t planet travel at all.
Chapter One Six years, it had taken six years to get to this moment. Kersten tried not to look too smug and accomplished as she extended her arm out in front of the Registrar. The man was tall and emotionless and towered over her like a dark tree as he pressed the cold metal of a RR gun against the inside of her arm. With a little unnecessary pressure, and a click of the trigger, he inserted Kersten’s newly updated registration card at the crook of her elbow and motioned her forward. Except for a slight twitch in her left eye, she didn’t flinch when the rush of fire ran down her arm and into her fingertips, making her hand numb for a good thirty seconds before the feeling returned.
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