Well. That was kinda that, she figured. She nodded, pushed her chair out, headed for the door - then paused, and looked towards the woman for a moment. She seemed entirely done but hell, they hadn't killed her for anything she'd done so far so they weren't likely to kill her for this.
"Thanks. For giving me a job instead of a brain wipe. And if it counts for anything, the guy who let me out was tight as hell. You find him a job to do and treat him okay, he'll be the best thing that ever happened to your organization."
At which point she fled into the hallway, terrified of sticking around for the repercussions. And she was expecting - well shit. She didn't know what she was expecting. But it wasn't what felt like an office building, all clean and sterile and efficient. She'd been brought in when she was too young to have ever held a job, but the scene around her still brought to mind water coolers and the ink-and-laundry smell of photocopiers. She stood for a moment, stunned and unsure.
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Date: 2014-12-13 01:28 am (UTC)"Thanks. For giving me a job instead of a brain wipe. And if it counts for anything, the guy who let me out was tight as hell. You find him a job to do and treat him okay, he'll be the best thing that ever happened to your organization."
At which point she fled into the hallway, terrified of sticking around for the repercussions. And she was expecting - well shit. She didn't know what she was expecting. But it wasn't what felt like an office building, all clean and sterile and efficient. She'd been brought in when she was too young to have ever held a job, but the scene around her still brought to mind water coolers and the ink-and-laundry smell of photocopiers. She stood for a moment, stunned and unsure.