12-07-2016, 11:43 PM
Jay didn't approve of leaving Natalie behind in Sierra Leone while the rest of them jetted off to Moscow. A nervousness filled his gut every time he thought about it, until finally, he resolve to request of Jacques permission to stay behind. He was on the verge of doing it when he was told Natalie changed her mind. Huh. Well. Okay then. He shrugged and left the idea in the dust.
Now, given he'd spent a few years in the Marines before they ungraciously asked him to leave, guess they couldn't take the pressure of having a competent, kickass soldier in their midst, he considered himself a rather well-travelled individual. Sure, most of those travels took place at night, and yeah, they weren't exactly visiting touristy areas. But they counted. He'd seen a thing or two. Killed one or two bad guys. Well, landing in France, or the country formerly known as France, was pretty interesting. For one thing, it was during the day. The place was all shiny and smelled like bread and wine. Classy shit like that. Given that Jay was a fancy new officer now, he had to walk around and actually put some effort into thinking about the history behind Legion Premiere. Best not to think on it too long, though, because that dredged up feelings and all kinds of useless things.
The trip from France to Moscow was far more interesting, though. The CCD was impossible to describe. It was like Russia, but on steroids, so basically Russia, but even Russia-ier... Moscow might as well have been Mars for all the world away from Sierra Leone they went. It was like they walked through a sci-fi movie set 100 years in the future, or maybe Sierra Leone was stuck in the past. Thing was, Jay was so used to it that he felt like a time traveler out of his element.
He gawked. The corn fed Iowa boy fucking gawked. Holograms walked around the airport. Everything was "smart" technology. Everywhere. The fucking urinals told him about his hydration level based off biosensors testing his piss. Then there was the city itself. It was spectacular. The buildings were incredibly designed, some of the architecture seemed to defy the laws of gravity. When they pulled up to the place they were staying, Jay's brows rose in surprise. The building was kind of beautiful. The old architecture was grand and in such contrast to the modern world around them. It felt like they went back in time, somehow. And he instantly relaxed once inside.
Of course, he hadn't been fond of the idea of getting all this way with Natalie only to have her leave again. Hand in one pocket, he fingered the paper she'd given him, making sure it was still there.
Now, given he'd spent a few years in the Marines before they ungraciously asked him to leave, guess they couldn't take the pressure of having a competent, kickass soldier in their midst, he considered himself a rather well-travelled individual. Sure, most of those travels took place at night, and yeah, they weren't exactly visiting touristy areas. But they counted. He'd seen a thing or two. Killed one or two bad guys. Well, landing in France, or the country formerly known as France, was pretty interesting. For one thing, it was during the day. The place was all shiny and smelled like bread and wine. Classy shit like that. Given that Jay was a fancy new officer now, he had to walk around and actually put some effort into thinking about the history behind Legion Premiere. Best not to think on it too long, though, because that dredged up feelings and all kinds of useless things.
The trip from France to Moscow was far more interesting, though. The CCD was impossible to describe. It was like Russia, but on steroids, so basically Russia, but even Russia-ier... Moscow might as well have been Mars for all the world away from Sierra Leone they went. It was like they walked through a sci-fi movie set 100 years in the future, or maybe Sierra Leone was stuck in the past. Thing was, Jay was so used to it that he felt like a time traveler out of his element.
He gawked. The corn fed Iowa boy fucking gawked. Holograms walked around the airport. Everything was "smart" technology. Everywhere. The fucking urinals told him about his hydration level based off biosensors testing his piss. Then there was the city itself. It was spectacular. The buildings were incredibly designed, some of the architecture seemed to defy the laws of gravity. When they pulled up to the place they were staying, Jay's brows rose in surprise. The building was kind of beautiful. The old architecture was grand and in such contrast to the modern world around them. It felt like they went back in time, somehow. And he instantly relaxed once inside.
Of course, he hadn't been fond of the idea of getting all this way with Natalie only to have her leave again. Hand in one pocket, he fingered the paper she'd given him, making sure it was still there.
Only darkness shows you the light.