Oct. 31st, 2011

nothing_likeme: ([olivia] worried)
[Narrative of a past memory for the force-rip event at [livejournal.com profile] counted_stars.]

It starts off as a normal mission.

It’s a Class-Two event. You don’t disagree with the fact that a vortex anywhere in this country is bad news but Class-Two usually dies out on its own. No need for amber, or any other kind of quarantine, but they are checking it out, just in case. Astrid had said there’s something off about it, and Astrid usually isn’t wrong.

In fact, Astrid is almost never wrong.

The ride over is filled with the same usual joking around that you, Charlie and Lincoln are known for. Today, the subject of the day is the meds that Charlie has to take for his spider problem. The infestation is still new, and making fun of it is a bit awkward, but it’s what you need to do. You need to make this okay, because you won’t be able to deal with it otherwise. Over time, it’ll get easier. It usually always does.

Lincoln had split off with another agent, leaving you and Charlie to take readings and monitor the damage being done. So far everything seemed relatively stable and that there is nothing to report. Your hand wanders up to your ear cuff to get in touch with Lincoln and see if his area is clear as well, Charlie rambling to your right about everything from the Dodgers to the weather, and all of the sudden everything goes sideways.

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