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Tarlotte closes her eyes briefly, and then when she opens her eyes, her irises are glowing brightly
Commencing Memory Recall...
"all of us...the children...it was all test...see who could survive...even after they started modifying our bodies..they gave us not enough food...so that would compete for it...had to fight to live...even sometimes made children fight just for their fun...many of the children died, not many survived..."

This is Sergent Damewood, come hell or high water, it will be done.

Luke is now leaning back some, with his hand on his chin, looking at the ceiling. Thoughts and memories rolling through his brain.

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In full gear, Cpl. Luke steps around a corner to the sight of a Sergent and another Corporal. "Sir... we didn't find any survivors... who ever did this did it over a long period of time, and left no traces."

The sergent looks to the corporal, then to Luke. "Rally your fire team and report with third squad, report what we found."

Luke gives a brief nod, and a "Sir." As he steps off and down the hall.

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Luke leans back more now, then forward and leans on the table, looking to Evelyn, and in a lowered voice;

"Corporal... remember the clean-up op a long time ago... op ... oh what was it called?... I can't remember... but it was that odd science place... R and D or something... and we reported it to have been attacked, but no traces of foreign entry, or any other casualties but the kids in the group cells..." Luke looks down, then back to Evelyn.

"I think that compound wasn't attacked... those were the kids... thats where Tarlotte was I think... ... those kids killed each other... that compound was the ... ... Tarlotte... I'm sorry you had to go through with that." Luke says, almost chocking, looking to Tarlotte, the memories of those slaughtered kids going through his mind. Kids who slaughtered other kids, and no one even bothered to clean it up... just took the survivors and left the rest... the bastards.

This is Sergent Damewood, come hell or high water, it will be done.

"You were the only one, 'finalized'?... only you passed... and, wait, how many others escaped?... do you know?" Luke questioned Tarlotte softly.

This is Sergent Damewood, come hell or high water, it will be done.


"Four... and you don't know where they're at?... hmm."
Luke rubs his chin and thinks to himself looking blankly at the table.

Looking up to Evelyn,
"Corporal, would you feel up to looking in the AAR reports with me sometime, ... we can check all this out, see what fleet or brass may know on the subject."


Luke looks back to Tarlotte,
"So... is there anything else you may know on the subject?"

(testing with colors...)

This is Sergent Damewood, come hell or high water, it will be done.

"Good,.. but one thing,... " Luke looks around the hall,

"We need to keep this among us three, no one else, unless I say, kay?" Luke says, lowly, and seriously. Seeing as how this can lead to some major repercussions or even discharge and imprisonment.

Evelyn silently and angrily listens to the conversation between the two of them about the NEWTYPE project and what they would do about it. "Of course," she answers tersely to Luke's two questions and looks at the screen Tarlotte produced. She's just full of surprises, isn't she? "Perhaps..." she says aloud to them both. "We can find these people... I can imagine they won't be too happy with what was done to them." When she thinks about "what was done to them" again, her anger spikes and she slams her fist onto the table. "The people behind this project had better hope I never meet them..." She stares at a spot on the wall, teeth bared.

Tarlotte looks at Evelyn's reaction with a still blank expression
"maybe they unhappy with what happened, but how that mean they trusting you either?...They probably not going to be easy to convince that you on they side...and they probably no in same place as each others"