[When the prisoner collapses to the floor, something inside the Soldier tears, screams in a way it didn't before. He pauses halfway through another step back as the programming and the fragments of a skinny kid from Brooklyn clash behind closed doors. He's failed his mission. In releasing the prisoner, he has completely failed his mission. The handlers on the other side of those stairs will send him back into cold storage, never to wake again. That's what happens to erratic weapons.
He knows that. How, he's not so sure on, but he knows if he gets caught here and now, he'll never walk free again.
But why is he suddenly so worried about his freedom? Since when did he become so selfish?
Too many thoughts tumble through his head, too many to consider all at once. And the voices are so loud.
He ignores the hand reaching for him to move for the chair, scoop it up, and wedge it beneath the door handle. Wait- no- what is he doing, he can't-
Shaking his head, the Soldier returns to the prisoner, to Steve. He doesn't know where they're going, other than out of here.]
no subject
He knows that. How, he's not so sure on, but he knows if he gets caught here and now, he'll never walk free again.
But why is he suddenly so worried about his freedom? Since when did he become so selfish?
Too many thoughts tumble through his head, too many to consider all at once. And the voices are so loud.
He ignores the hand reaching for him to move for the chair, scoop it up, and wedge it beneath the door handle. Wait- no- what is he doing, he can't-
Shaking his head, the Soldier returns to the prisoner, to Steve. He doesn't know where they're going, other than out of here.]