Science Is King

Science dictates lives: what you do, where you live, who you marry. It takes care of you, covers your bills, keeps you healthy, and all it asks in return is that you participate in a few experiments. Ridgeway has always been a control group, left mostly alone, but the Department of Science has been moving in, and everything is about to change.

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 So... Here we are, Brayden / WindJester
Emiko Attwater
 Posted: Mar 14 2018, 06:36 PM
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Age // 26

Posts // 14

Merit // Poor

Alias // Zyqoa

Occupation // Waitress

Partner // Brayden Spurling

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She is standing on the edge of the abyss, waiting for the gust of wind that will finally topple her

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If it had been up to her this wouldn't be happening. Not now, not ever. But it wasn't, and she knew that, so here she was. In a courthouse. On her wedding day. Bah.

Emiko was sitting in a random chair, back against the wall, watching people. Her legs were crossed, her arms were crossed, and if she could cross anything else she would have. She was early for the appointment only thanks to Robin. She had stopped by on her way to work and basically dragged Emiko out of bed. She even chose her outfit and did her hair before dropping her off at the courthouse. It had been a weird morning, having her girlfriend of over a year get her ready for her wedding to a stranger. Just plain weird. Society was weird. You could give her a million years and she still wouldn't understand why people had chosen this ridiculous system. And the people who had were long gone by now, and her generation was stuck. She was stuck. And visibly pouting. She noticed people looking at her as they passed, but if they worked in this place she figured they had seen their share of unhappy brides. But maybe not all of them had been so obvious about it?

Emiko could barely believe her eyes when she first opened her partnership notice to find Mr. Brayden Spurling. Not only was he of excellent merit, which just seemed like a mistake, he was also a government employee. Another one, just like Sean. Either they were hoping that a good influence would fix her, or whoever assigned the partnerships had a seriously wicked sense of humor. Or, possibly, they figured that she wouldn't last very long with a husband like that so they'd have a reason to get rid of her for good. That sounded like something they'd do. And it would probably work. She really couldn't see herself go through life this way. She'd probably snap eventually, and they would get their way. Bastards.

She kept watching the door, waiting for him to show up. She hadn't met him, but she had examined his photo closely and knew what to look for. Someone proper and polished, a good little government tool. He was a few years older than her, so despite the fact that they'd grown up in the same town she didn't recall crossing paths with him. That did make sense though, since they probably hadn't exactly run in the same circles. Not unless he had changed radically, which she found very unlikely. But maybe there was still hope for him, maybe their brainwashing wasn't complete yet. If she could just get in there, press the right buttons, poke at the right doubts. He had to have doubts, especially now that he was marrying her! He couldn't possibly think this was a good idea, so maybe that was her way in. If she could just plant one seed... She was definitely going to give it her best shot.


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Brayden Spurling
 Posted: Mar 17 2018, 11:57 AM
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Age // 28

Posts // 61

Merit // Excellent

Alias // WindJester

Occupation // Case Agent and Personality Assessor, Department of Occupational Assessment

Partner // Emiko Attwater

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    Brayden pulled up to the courthouse a good few minutes before the time for his appointment. He would prefer not waiting too long, rather drawing out the time before he had to see her, before it would get real, as long as he could. As long as he was sitting there, at least he could pretend it was all just a long, bad, bizarre dream. But of course, reality came knocking, as it always did.

    He looked up to the building, giving off a sigh and then let his eyes fall to the dashboard. Oh well, he supposed he couldn’t drag it out any longer and stepped out. The cool air hit like a jackhammer, just like the realization that within long, he would be married again. That in itself didn’t bother him in the least. His issue was more with the person he would be married to. He tried to remain positive - however little it showed - but he found it the most difficult and daunting of tasks. Ready or not, he found himself walking up to the entrance, his legs carrying him with a confidence mirrored in his exterior but by no means in his mindset. He figured she would probably be waiting inside and walked in and found the staircase to the second floor. He still remembered the way from the last times, even if it had been a while since.

    Reaching the waiting area, it didn’t take him many seconds to locate his future wife, easily recognizing her from her picture. Of course, she made a better appearance than he had expected. Sure, she was a good-looking woman, even in his disappointment he could not deny that much. It had been clear even from her picture and annoyed him to no end. Knowing himself, as long as he saw just one positive or redeemable quality, no matter how feeble or superficial, he would subconsciously keep looking for more, even if he didn’t believe they would be to be found.

    All the while debating with himself, he walked over to her. He didn’t really want to, but knew it was pointless to fight it. Besides, if he kept insisting it was a horrible mistake, it would keep feeling like it, so he would try to make the best of it; that was, after all, what he did. That was who he was. Brayden could make something good out of every bad situation; if he had had a brand, that would have been it.

    ”Hi. Emiko?” It was not really a question, as he had no doubts about who she was, but also not quite a statement. In fact, he was not entirely sure what it was. He hadn’t really rehearsed it, having not even decided if he was going to say anything until the words crossed his lips.

    Maybe it didn’t have to be so bad. Sure, she was a mess, clearly, and had no understanding of what it meant to be a good, productive citizen. But maybe, in time, he could teach her. He didn’t have high hopes, but as long as they were stuck together, he might as well try. After all, as a good example to all his fellow citizens, in a way it could be considered his responsibility.


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Emiko Attwater
 Posted: Mar 19 2018, 12:21 PM
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Age // 26

Posts // 14

Merit // Poor

Alias // Zyqoa

Occupation // Waitress

Partner // Brayden Spurling

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The minutes were ticking by, approaching the time that they'd been given, and Brayden still hadn't shown up. Emiko found herself starting to hope that he wouldn't. It wasn't a thought she had entertained before, figuring that it was incredibly unlikely that somebody with excellent merit would do anything even remotely improper, but on the other hand if anybody could afford to misstep lit would be someone exactly like that. It wasn't like it was a major deal, he'd probably gather those points back up fairly quickly, and he'd never have to face her. That had to be tempting. She had done it herself with Sean, and she would happily have repeated that decision if not for the fact that she was already on very rocky ground. To someone in better standing it wouldn't be a big hit, but somebody in her position it would be the final drop. They'd take her away - and just for wanting to run her own life. She still might have done it, actually, if not for Robin. She'd probably have been gone already if not for her.

Emiko's trail of thought was interrupted when the door opened and in stepped the last person she wanted to see. Her heart dropped, but her face remained as emotionless as ever as she watched him approach her. Actually he didn't look too bad. He had a kind face. But he was too perfect, and it rubbed her the wrong way. Every hair in the right place, every fold obeying orders. She wanted to ruffle him up, in fact her fingers were itching, but she chose another method of defiance instead - she stayed in her seat. He came up to her, and she didn't move a muscle. She knew the proper thing to do would've been to stand and greet him, probably shake his hand, but screw proper. If he hadn't already figured out that that was her mantra, he soon would.

"Yeah", she replied reluctantly. "I see you answered when the devil came knocking. Welcome to the first circle of Hell." She had often been told that she had a tendency towards the dramatic, but it didn't bother her. You could paint very vivid pictures that way.


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Brayden Spurling
 Posted: Apr 7 2018, 04:58 PM
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Age // 28

Posts // 61

Merit // Excellent

Alias // WindJester

Occupation // Case Agent and Personality Assessor, Department of Occupational Assessment

Partner // Emiko Attwater

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    Well, if she wasn’t a joy; a pure display of utter glee and positive vibes. Okay, maybe Brayden wasn’t the posterchild of unrefined optimism, but this was still quite the first, even with the excessive amounts of people he met in his daily life. ”Sounds like you’re speaking from experience?” Of course, from her age he would have already known she had been assigned a partner before, just as apparently as it would be that he had been partnered previously. Unfortunately, while these previous marriages did give him some insight as to the process lying before them, they hadn’t done much to prepare him for this particular situation. Back then, even after the unfortunate end of his first partnership, he had been hopeful, open and ready. This time around, meanwhile, it was just the opposite; while the gloomy feeling of defeat and hopelessness would usually come later, now it was the feeling he was left with at the start of the partnership. Before it had really started, even. That could not possibly be a positive sign. Catching himself again veering onto this train of thought, Brayden reminded himself of his decision to stay positive and remain openminded, as far as possible, anyway. He took a deep breath through his nose, tensing and relaxing his muscles and put on the best iteration of a smile he could muster.

    ”So, are you ready?” Of course, it would hardly matter as this was clearly happening regardless. Still, it was the polite way, and he figured any kind of conversation would probably ease the tension and make time go a little faster; maybe even reveal some desirable traits of hers, making it easier to keep this positive outlook he had assumed. Maybe in time it would even allow the feelings to come naturally and feel genuine? Sure, he was getting ahead of himself, but even the unlikelihood of that thought made it all a little bit easier. At least then it didn’t feel hopeless on top of everything.

    It seemed strange. He had been both relieved to be sent back home after his temporary reassignment, at the thought of returning to his home and even more so when he realized Melvin was still waiting there and hadn’t completely put him out of his mind, but the somewhat… unorthodox choice of a spouse had put kind of a damper on the excitement. All in all, even if the negatives numerically didn’t at all outweigh the positives, it was causing some conflicting feelings of the town and his return overall. Maybe that was why he wanted to at least give the thing a chance, even if he didn’t really believe it; the thought that softening the blow, or even removing the agony, of the partnership would allow him to enjoy the good things about returning home unsoured by this one - albeit as he saw it considerable - blowback?



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Emiko Attwater
 Posted: Apr 9 2018, 01:11 PM
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Age // 26

Posts // 14

Merit // Poor

Alias // Zyqoa

Occupation // Waitress

Partner // Brayden Spurling

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Emiko looked him over, squinting slightly. She wasn't sure how much information was in the file he'd been given on her - meaning that she didn't know exactly which ones of her transgressions he knew about. Of course the reeducation would be mentioned, and most likely also the reason why she had been sent there in the first place, the whole ordeal with the drugs and the microchips. What she was mostly wondering about was whether or not it mentioned the government's first attempt at partnering her and the fact that she had refused. That did seem like something Brayden should know, but who knew? Maybe it got drowned out by all the other stuff, the stealing, the vandalism, the illegal drinking. But even if it wasn't in there, he could probably deduct that there had been a previous partnership, and that it had ended. Somehow.

"I am", she was taking her time to reply, mostly because of the thoughts that were racing through her head, and the emotions doing the same in the rest of her body. "My first partner was their pet. Just like you. We never got this far though - needless to say we didn't exactly get along", she was leaning back in her chair, the foot she had raised in the air moving to a nonexistent beat. She had no intention of elaborating on who 'they' were. He'd just have to figure that out on his own. If he was just a little sharp or perceptive, it would be a problem. If not... Well, she didn't really care.

"Ready?", she raised her eyebrows, the harsh look in her eyes stood as a peculiar contrast to her innocent, even somewhat childlike, facial features. "It doesn't really matter if I'm ready. I'll do it anyway, because I have to"


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Brayden Spurling
 Posted: Apr 9 2018, 06:49 PM
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Age // 28

Posts // 61

Merit // Excellent

Alias // WindJester

Occupation // Case Agent and Personality Assessor, Department of Occupational Assessment

Partner // Emiko Attwater

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    Emiko was clearly not excited about being here, or about Brayden being here with her. He imagined she was probably about looking as much forward to this whole thing as he was, which was to say, not very. While he was not ordinarily easy to anger or quick to lose himself, her comments did rub him the wrong way. He was also struggling harder than ever to not roll his eyes so hard that they might be in risk of popping right out of their sockets. He did manage to fight it though, instead just biting down slightly, at the same time effectively stopping him from making a rash comment. He was certainly no-one’s ‘pet’. He was a free, cognitive man who chose his own allegiances and path just as everyone else; he just happened to have made the right choices, contrary to some people.

    ”I see,” he just said, deciding not to delve too deeply into it all, uncertain if he would be able to properly reign himself in, as he was already agitated and on edge. Maybe later, when he had settled down a bit and had gotten a feel of how to maneuver her, he would try digging a little, or maybe he would try asking around and see what he might intercept.

    ”Point taken.” Alright. So, she didn’t want to be there. She didn’t want to marry him. She did it out of need, not of want. Sure, he understood, he found himself of a similar mind, after all. Still, at least he wasn’t so blatantly obvious about it. Though he had to admit, he was a bit conflicted. On one hand, appearances were a lot for a guy like him, so having her act up like this in public, even if she was not at the stage of making a scene yet, was absolutely not acceptable. On the other, though, he was big on honesty, so if she had pretended to be totally into it and he then later discovered otherwise, he would have not been very happy either. It was maybe a bit of a ‘the best of a bad situation’ kind of thing.



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Emiko Attwater
 Posted: Apr 10 2018, 02:45 PM
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Age // 26

Posts // 14

Merit // Poor

Alias // Zyqoa

Occupation // Waitress

Partner // Brayden Spurling

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She cocked her head as she waited for his reaction. She knew that she was being provocative. Of course she was. Everything she hated was standing right in front of her, all wrapped up in a nice little package. And she wanted nothing more than to send him running for the hills. They weren't married yet, he could still change his mind. He could still get out of here before the trap snapped. So that was one reason for her to act the way she did. Another reason was to see how much pushing it would take to set him off. Everyone could get pissed off, no matter how good and proper they seemed, and she had made an art of doing so. Her newest project was Brayden, and she was relentless. It was more difficult than she had expected, though. Most people would already have gone off on her, at least that was her experience, but he remained civil. She was a tad impressed, but of course she would never admit that.

So far he was a man of few words. Was that who he was, or a result of her pushing his buttons? She wouldn't mind if he wasn't a big talker. She wouldn't have to engage in meaningless conversation all the time. On the other hand, if he was the type to talk, his few words now could indicate annoyance. That meant she was getting to him. Not a bad option either. For the first time since her arrival, she smiled. Not a warm or kind smile, but a drippingly sarcastic one. "You sound thrilled. Don't you think I'm perfect? I mean, they couldn't possibly have made a mistake, could they?"


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Brayden Spurling
 Posted: Apr 21 2018, 08:27 PM
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Age // 28

Posts // 61

Merit // Excellent

Alias // WindJester

Occupation // Case Agent and Personality Assessor, Department of Occupational Assessment

Partner // Emiko Attwater

Mini Quote

Do your duty in all things… You cannot do more; you should never wish to do less.

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    Brayden had had his concerns regarding this partnership. He had not known what to expect, only he wasn’t looking forward to having his expectations confirmed - because he was fairly sure they would be. And so far, she was putting out about what he was expecting to see. Mostly, anyway. On the outside, she appeared like a perfectly normal, nice-looking and reasonable woman. But appearances could be deceiving, as they all knew, and in this case they were. Because with every word, her true colors shone through the disguise clearly. He was not sure exactly who or what she was, only that it wasn’t what she was supposed to.

    ”I don’t have to understand the plan,” he replied with a calm defiance, even if his pulse was racing and his heart heavy. He donned a smile, not sarcastic as hers, but every bit as fake and assumed - forced. At a short glance from a by-passer it would probably seem genuine enough, but it was not reflected in his eyes as a natural one would have been. ”Only know that it is in place.”

    He had a part to play, and he was going to play it. It was his duty. But he was not going to be happy about it. And he was still going to hold out on the hope that one day they would come up and say that a mistake had been made, or that whatever veiled purpose he had been assigned was served. It may seem like a dream, unlikely and distant, but it was one he would keep close, that would hopefully get him through the days. In the meantime he would just have to keep living his life, try to avoid a scene, and keep an eye on her.



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Emiko Attwater
 Posted: Apr 30 2018, 03:05 PM
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Age // 26

Posts // 14

Merit // Poor

Alias // Zyqoa

Occupation // Waitress

Partner // Brayden Spurling

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She is standing on the edge of the abyss, waiting for the gust of wind that will finally topple her

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Emiko straightened up in her seat, unfolding her legs and arms. She placed her palms on the armrests of the chair and used them to push herself to her feet. It took only a few small steps for her to eliminate the distance between the two of them, for her to stand right in his face. He wasn’t a tall man, but her still had about a handful of inches on her. Less, since she was wearing heeled boots, so they were almost at eye level. It suited her rather well that he wasn’t tall, it gave him less opportunities to look down on her. At least physically. It helped to create an illusion of equality between them.

And it was an illusion, at least as far as Emiko was concerned. They’d never be true equals. In the eyes of the government, in the eyes of strangers, he would always be better than her. He was the good guy, the perfect citizen, while she was a criminal that he had been stuck with. He was a victim. She wondered if he saw himself that way, too, or if he was actually trying to own up to his lot. Be a man about it.

She cocked her head as she investigated his face. Up close and personal it was clear that his smile was fake. He was putting on a front, that she knew. What she didn’t know was if it was for her, or for the people surrounding them. If he didn’t want her to know how much he hated this partnership, he’d be in for a tough time. He would have to pretend every single day for the rest of his life. Emiko almost felt bad for him. Almost.

“So you do believe there’s a plan”, she had wiped the sarcastic smile from her face, replaced it with a tentative look. So at least they agreed on something. There was a point to this madness - what the point was, however, they would probably have widely different takes on. But there was a difference between a man who refused to acknowledge that they schemed, and a man who just didn’t believe they were purposely playing with people. The latter, that she could work with.


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Brayden Spurling
 Posted: May 2 2018, 07:22 PM
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Age // 28

Posts // 61

Merit // Excellent

Alias // WindJester

Occupation // Case Agent and Personality Assessor, Department of Occupational Assessment

Partner // Emiko Attwater

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Do your duty in all things… You cannot do more; you should never wish to do less.

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    Brayden had never wanted his partnership to feel like a battle or a competition - but of course, he had never wanted to feel this way about his future partner, either. Still, as she got up from her seat and closed the short distance between them, he could not help but feel a slight victory in the act. If nothing else, it at least meant he had provoked a reaction from her, a conscious action. Sure, he assumed she would most likely see it differently; but then, he expected they would come to see differently on a lot of things, more so than they appeared to do already.

    He had no idea what was going on inside of her head. Of course, he had plenty of educated guesses, but that was all based on what superficial information he had on her. Presumably, something else must surely be happening behind that shell of bone and skin. Just because he was all but sure she was hopeless as a citizen and a human being, it didn’t have to mean she was stupid or single-minded, after all. Though, based on the differences between them that had been laid bare already, he expected that if he could have read her thoughts, he would not have cared for them. In a way, if he was to discover that she did indeed have the potential for more but not lived up to it, it might even have only made it worse somehow.

    At least all pretenses were gone for the moment. They were evidently very different people. They both seemed to agree that there was some kind of purpose to their partnering. Of course, at to the reasons - and whether benign or malicious - they were sure to disagree. ”There’s always a plan.” Brayden had no doubt in his heart that there was conscious thought behind all of this. He was unsure why and he wished it would have been otherwise, but contrary to popular beliefs, accidents didn’t just happen. But it was not his department. From his own work, however, he knew full well that nothing was pure chance, there was always some reasoning behind. Whether the ‘common man’ would understand or agree with it, however, was another story entirely. But this was entirely inconsequential. It not was their place to question anything. Anyone who said otherwise was delusional and misguided and should be lead back on the right path - or removed from the path entirely.



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Emiko Attwater
 Posted: May 14 2018, 01:51 PM
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Age // 26

Posts // 14

Merit // Poor

Alias // Zyqoa

Occupation // Waitress

Partner // Brayden Spurling

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She is standing on the edge of the abyss, waiting for the gust of wind that will finally topple her

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Part of Emiko had expected a visible response from Brayden when she finally approached, though she wasn't sure what kind. Maybe that he stepped back to keep at a distance, or possibly even that he would wince. But he did nothing of the sort, which on one hand she found somewhat disappointing, but on the other she was a little impressed. She would never tell him that of course. As far as he was concerned, she was utterly unimpressed and thoroughly disinterested in anything having to do with him - which was somewhat true, so it still counted. Sort of.

She nodded slightly, dark eyes examining his face in a search for the tiniest clue to indicate that he might not be as sure in his overlords as he seemed. Sadly she wasn't finding anything. "Always a plan", she drawled, and after a moment's pause continued: "They just get to do that, don't they? Make plans. They can sit safely behind their blinking screens and plan out our entire lives, and all we can do is follow the path we're put on. They reduce us to blips of data and manipulate us however they want - and we just let them"

Emiko cocked her head, a pointed smile on her lips, and took a hold of Brayden's tie. She wrapped it once around her hand to ensure a steady grip. "People used to have free will, you know. That's what defined the human race. And without that, without the ability to decide for ourselves, all that's left is just... A shell. We might as well be robots, honey. You can tell yourself that you're fighting the good fight, you can even insist that you chose to do so yourself, but it's a lie. All you are is a blip of data. A lab rat, running through the samle old maze over and over and over again, until you die of exhaustion. Just like the rats coming before you"


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Brayden Spurling
 Posted: Jun 4 2018, 07:55 PM
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Age // 28

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Alias // WindJester

Occupation // Case Agent and Personality Assessor, Department of Occupational Assessment

Partner // Emiko Attwater

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    He shook his head slightly and let out a quiet chuckle. Not the light-hearted, uplifting kind one might experience in happy circumstances and a jolly mood. It wasn’t a mean-spirited, malicious kind either, however, even if it might carry the slightest tint of condescension… or a patronizing feel at least. Patronizing, that was probably the way to describe it; the kind you would let slip when a child or other simple mind said something funny or wrong. Amusement at the innocent and black-and-white world-view so common with them. Was that how he saw her? A child to be educated? He hadn’t thought of it that way, but maybe it was.

    “People used to have a lot of things, you know,” he said, parroting her words and tone, further cementing just how he felt about her words and the attitude they signified. ”And they were what kept us back, stunted our growth. Do you know what caused the bulk of humanity’s problems? People choosing to be stupid, to make mistakes, choosing to waste their lives and potentials, to be a burden to the rest. It was why they were so willing to let the government make decisions in the first place. But now, freed of the burden of choice, even those incapable of making the right decisions for themselves get to be of some use… in their way.” While he never said it in a word, it was very much in the air that Brayden might consider his newly acquired wife to be among those he described. Those who, from either lack of will or ability to make the ‘right’ ones, would make the wrong choices and get in the way of things. In more ways than one, he was probably right, and quite possibly in more than he even realized. While his words sounded like something straight out of a governmental propaganda handbook, they were not just memorized, but something he truly believed. After all, with all that today’s society gave them, all the opportunities and technologies and endless possibilities... how could that be anything but a good thing? And with the meagre ‘sacrifice’ of ‘free will’ – something that to him was, at best, an abstract concept that had never given him anything, while the government was both tangible and responsible for everything good in his life – it was well worth it.



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Emiko Attwater
 Posted: Jun 12 2018, 07:00 PM
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Age // 26

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Alias // Zyqoa

Occupation // Waitress

Partner // Brayden Spurling

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Emiko tightened her grip of Brayden's tie at the sound of his chuckle, pulling at it ever so slightly but enough to apply a pressure on his neck. He wasn't going to get away with treating her like a confused child, but she also didn't want to make a scene. Not yet, at least. She could make no promises for the future - even the one five minutes from now.

Every single word that came out of his mouth was fuel on her fire. He was pure textbook, she had no doubt about it. Brainwashed to the point where he actually thought they were doing him a favor rather than themselves. Naive and blind, believing that any of them gave a damn about him. "Take a person's choice away and you're essentially taking what makes them human in the first place. Turning them into dolls, marionettes. Is that what you are? A little wooden boy, following the pied piper."

He wasn't saying it directly, but she knew exactly what he thought she was. She could tell, she wasn't stupid. Despite what he might think. But she wasn't going to sugar coat anything, that wasn't her style. She said what was on her mind, she always had. it had gotten her into more trouble than she could account for, but she didn't care. She'd rather go down swinging than give up. She wasn't following anybody.

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Brayden Spurling
 Posted: Jun 13 2018, 03:10 PM
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Occupation // Case Agent and Personality Assessor, Department of Occupational Assessment

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    Brayden put a hand on hers, not grabbing it, but enough to serve as a warning not to overstep. Brayden was by no means a violent man, but he also wouldn’t just let her stride across the line unrivaled. And while he would never cause a scene like that, he didn’t hold back from making sure she knew not to press her luck. Very aware of himself and his surroundings, Brayden made sure that his gesture to the uninitiated bystander might as well appear a casual gesture of affection as long as they didn’t look too closely or read too much into it. He might not be obsessed about appearances the way some of his fellow citizens were, but he did make a point of representing in the best way possible. And like everything else in his life he had worked so hard to get together, he was not going to let her ruin that. They might be getting married, and he might accept that, but he would not accept whatever childish games she might play.

    ”You know, I’ve been around long enough to sense a pattern, and you know who seem to hold on to that belief?” his voice was low and calm, in an effort to avoid drawing attention, even if his insides were boiling at the gross insubordination in her words. ”Those without the ability or will to work their way to a place of influence.” Brayden had seen plenty of her type before. Bored, naïve, foolish, often young, people who for whatever reason held on to these ludicrous notions of free will and choice, tarnishing the government and their work because they were unhappy with their place in life; more often than not, they had made mistakes and were now paying for them - and presumably needed a scapegoat to avoid facing their own faults.

    ”You drone on about ‘free will’ and injustice, but what have you actually done to turn it around? Do you even care about these causes, or is it an excuse, an escape? Are you more upset with me, with the government, or with your own hypocricy?”



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