[ He seriously doesn't know that many Reds. It's a problem. As-is the shotgun approach he's taking to this, but there's not much else to be done— ]
SUBJECT: AWOL SENT: DAY 71 FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org TO: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org; 11.november@cdc.org I don't know what the fuck Red is doing or who to talk to, but I've got some info to pass along about some MIA recruits if either of you can pass the word along.
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org I will. You guys are probably busy with whatever shady shit Red does, but if you see any one of those people, get in touch with me. Please.
[ The business exchange is predictable. But praise is... the last thing he expects to hear. From anyone. From November. But lately he's been humbled enough by failure that all he can say in response is— ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org I've got a long way to go before that.
I didn't get where I am without falling down on the way.
[ Though really, where did it get him? MI6's top agent, bleeding out on the street due to poor life choices. Volunteering for a company that destroys planets for money. It's better than dead. Maybe. It's a second chance. ]
[ That much is probably true for the lot of them—they've all stumbled. Probably wouldn't have survived this long if they hadn't broken bones and mended them back stronger.
Whether or not it'd amount to anything in the end—if that was enough to keep them from being torn up bodies found hours too late by a monster that no one's even seen yet—is left open to debate. ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org Don't fall too hard now.
[ He's not really sure what he was supposed to make of November. Guy seemed collected, competent. A textbook charmer and maybe a little bit of a jerk.
But pressure and trauma beat out the truest forms of people. And right now he's being... more a mentor than a casual contact he pulled out of his metaphorical Blackglass address book. After a beat, ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org No shortage of suspicious shit around.
[ If he's showing signs of pressure, it's not here. Jean's young and a bit short tempered, but he makes clear decisions when he doesn't have other people whispering in his ear. If he could learn to sharpen his bite, his focus... ]
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Day 71
SUBJECT: AWOL
SENT: DAY 71
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
TO: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org; 11.november@cdc.org
I don't know what the fuck Red is doing or who to talk to, but I've got some info to pass along about some MIA recruits if either of you can pass the word along.
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FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
Go ahead. I'll filter it up where it needs to go.
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FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
These are all just people unassigned from their original teams. There's probably more.
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
Figured I should get the word out in case they've been removed from recruit rosters.
[ An attachment follows.
And after a second, so does this: ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
Thank you, November.
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If there's more, feel free to reach out again. Their original team heads should know about this, at least.
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
I'm sure these recruits would've appreciated it. Keep this up and they'll make a leader of you yet.
[ Praise????????? ]
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I will. You guys are probably busy with whatever shady shit Red does, but if you see any one of those people, get in touch with me. Please.
[ The business exchange is predictable. But praise is... the last thing he expects to hear. From anyone. From November. But lately he's been humbled enough by failure that all he can say in response is— ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
I've got a long way to go before that.
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I'll do my utmost.
[ He really will. Unless he's gag ordered. No promises, then. ]
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
As they say; one foot in front of the other. Most things worth fighting for are a long journey.
[ Someone told him that, once. That someone is dead now, but he still thinks of the words. ]
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FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
I know. Thanks.
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
I've heard that kind of thing a lot lately. It'd be great if something came easy for once.
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What satisfaction would you get if it were easy?
[ Truthfully, he just gets suspicious when something is easy. Might not be the best person to talk to about that kind of thing. ]
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FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
You sound like a glutton for punishment.
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I didn't get where I am without falling down on the way.
[ Though really, where did it get him? MI6's top agent, bleeding out on the street due to poor life choices. Volunteering for a company that destroys planets for money. It's better than dead. Maybe. It's a second chance. ]
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Whether or not it'd amount to anything in the end—if that was enough to keep them from being torn up bodies found hours too late by a monster that no one's even seen yet—is left open to debate. ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
Don't fall too hard now.
[ Don't die. ]
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You either. Stick to groups. Whatever's out there can camouflage itself well. If there's anything suspicious, notify someone immediately.
[ That way, you're not alone. Jean doesn't deserve to be found hours later. None of them do (he certainly hadn't wanted that). ]
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But pressure and trauma beat out the truest forms of people. And right now he's being... more a mentor than a casual contact he pulled out of his metaphorical Blackglass address book. After a beat, ]
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
No shortage of suspicious shit around.
FROM: kirstein.jean@cdc.org
I'll keep in touch.
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FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
As will I. Keep safe.