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Authors: Maurice Hill, Michelle Hunt
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could be a good thing, and a bad one. The one Avirgent who usurps Jeanine's throne, could be worse than her. If you ask me, that's not a risk I'm willing to take. If Limp is the Avirgent, at least we won't have to worry about him. God, just imagine the world we'd live in with him in charge?”
Christine chuckled. “It'd be like Nazi Germany. Except he'd probably commit genocide on the men and keep the women alive as sex slaves.”
“Nah, that's something TB4 would do. I could imagine Limp torturing people for his own amusement. He looks like that type of sick freak.” Al finished his second carton of milk and smashed it down. “That's what I'd do to an Avirgent if I knew one.” He sighed and looked at both of us and chuckled. “But of course, I doubt any of you are. Limp, definitely and it's as my friend Joey Two-Tone would say in his most stereotypical gangster voice possible: 'We gonna whack him, and he gon' be sleepin with the fishes.' Heh, heh.”
Al continued to laugh and held his arm around Hailey's waist. Christine went to throw out her lunch, and I looked at her do so, imagining myself as the trash.
Would Al kill me if he found out I was Avirgent? I didn't want to know, and never wanted to find out.
So I just went back to worrying about what I did when I was home, my weight, my health, boys...boys...oh God, TB4 is too hot. I don't think I can control myself around him. I don't care what he did or is involved in. I just want him dammit.
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“I love it when a plan comes together,” said Al, checking out the camera free zone Hailey found for us. It was a hallway on the opposite side of the entrance doors.
Al walked around, careful not to get caught by the camera on the other side of the room.
“I love this, I love this Hailey you little sneak.”
“I don't know,” said Christine. “Aren't they going to ask Mika what happened to Limp? Wouldn't she be the last one to see him? And what about us Al? Won't the cameras see us sneaking into the room anyway, blindspot or not?”
Al put up a hand. “Yeah, they'll see us coming, but they won't know it's us. I got some ski-masks. And besides, once you're in the blindspot, it doesn't matter what happened. Mika can come out walking away as if nothing happened and Big Brother over there can't prove shit , 'cause it wasn't seen on camera.
My boy Joey Two-tone was able to dodge a life sentence over a blindspot. He and his hit, an informant...you know? A rat. He and this guy were leaving a restaurant together and walked into a dark alley away from the camera. That's when Joey whacked him. Joey walked back into the camera, and went home. The other guy didn't follow him. Joey's lawyer made this big scene in court, saying that anything could have happened. That, the rat could have been smoking in the alley and was whacked by someone else.”
Christine nodded. “Yeah, that makes sense. I mean, at least more sense than our society. It speaks volumes of our justice system too.”
“Yeah, tell me about it.”
He patted Hailey on the back. “Good job sis.”
“Oh, anytime Al!” She giggled and walked back to the hallway entrance to our living quarters. Al walked over to me. “So tumbleweed-”
“Catchphrase infringement,” snapped Christine.”
Al sighed. “Okay, okay. Um, sweety? Okay, sweety. Mika, are you ready? Because I want this to go down tonight! ” He checked his watch. “It's 3:00 P.M now. They make us take a sleep at 8:00. TB4 should be finished looking at his porn by an hour or two later. So in the night, you wake up, get Limp a little excited and...you know the rest?”
I nodded. “Yes. Just...please don't be late. I don't want him putting his dirty fingers up my vagina.”
He chuckled. “Heh, it's not like you'd feel it anyway considering how wide you are down there! Ha!”
Christine put her head back and said, “You know that's not right. Hah.”
I shook my head. “Oh God, you're an asshole.”
Al shrugged.
Christine chuckled. “It'd be like Nazi Germany. Except he'd probably commit genocide on the men and keep the women alive as sex slaves.”
“Nah, that's something TB4 would do. I could imagine Limp torturing people for his own amusement. He looks like that type of sick freak.” Al finished his second carton of milk and smashed it down. “That's what I'd do to an Avirgent if I knew one.” He sighed and looked at both of us and chuckled. “But of course, I doubt any of you are. Limp, definitely and it's as my friend Joey Two-Tone would say in his most stereotypical gangster voice possible: 'We gonna whack him, and he gon' be sleepin with the fishes.' Heh, heh.”
Al continued to laugh and held his arm around Hailey's waist. Christine went to throw out her lunch, and I looked at her do so, imagining myself as the trash.
Would Al kill me if he found out I was Avirgent? I didn't want to know, and never wanted to find out.
So I just went back to worrying about what I did when I was home, my weight, my health, boys...boys...oh God, TB4 is too hot. I don't think I can control myself around him. I don't care what he did or is involved in. I just want him dammit.
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“I love it when a plan comes together,” said Al, checking out the camera free zone Hailey found for us. It was a hallway on the opposite side of the entrance doors.
Al walked around, careful not to get caught by the camera on the other side of the room.
“I love this, I love this Hailey you little sneak.”
“I don't know,” said Christine. “Aren't they going to ask Mika what happened to Limp? Wouldn't she be the last one to see him? And what about us Al? Won't the cameras see us sneaking into the room anyway, blindspot or not?”
Al put up a hand. “Yeah, they'll see us coming, but they won't know it's us. I got some ski-masks. And besides, once you're in the blindspot, it doesn't matter what happened. Mika can come out walking away as if nothing happened and Big Brother over there can't prove shit , 'cause it wasn't seen on camera.
My boy Joey Two-tone was able to dodge a life sentence over a blindspot. He and his hit, an informant...you know? A rat. He and this guy were leaving a restaurant together and walked into a dark alley away from the camera. That's when Joey whacked him. Joey walked back into the camera, and went home. The other guy didn't follow him. Joey's lawyer made this big scene in court, saying that anything could have happened. That, the rat could have been smoking in the alley and was whacked by someone else.”
Christine nodded. “Yeah, that makes sense. I mean, at least more sense than our society. It speaks volumes of our justice system too.”
“Yeah, tell me about it.”
He patted Hailey on the back. “Good job sis.”
“Oh, anytime Al!” She giggled and walked back to the hallway entrance to our living quarters. Al walked over to me. “So tumbleweed-”
“Catchphrase infringement,” snapped Christine.”
Al sighed. “Okay, okay. Um, sweety? Okay, sweety. Mika, are you ready? Because I want this to go down tonight! ” He checked his watch. “It's 3:00 P.M now. They make us take a sleep at 8:00. TB4 should be finished looking at his porn by an hour or two later. So in the night, you wake up, get Limp a little excited and...you know the rest?”
I nodded. “Yes. Just...please don't be late. I don't want him putting his dirty fingers up my vagina.”
He chuckled. “Heh, it's not like you'd feel it anyway considering how wide you are down there! Ha!”
Christine put her head back and said, “You know that's not right. Hah.”
I shook my head. “Oh God, you're an asshole.”
Al shrugged.
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