#honestly wasn't very scary to me but still stressed me out because MY LAPTOP

[thewirewitch]

Had a bad dream about my laptops last night. Dreampt that both of them ended up getting viruses.

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I plan on working on updating my Windows XP laptop from service pack 2 to service pack 4 today and seeing if I can verify the Windows installation and maybe update more drivers anyway lol

[eldritcmor]

Saw Ask the Ocs from lucans blog and the jade incident, and saw you had a hand with helping developing it!

A) I think it's cool! You two did an amazing job

B) what was storms reaction, and the rest of their teams reaction? I know Storm was involved so their thoughts might not be much, but it's still interesting

Storm- "I have scars on my knees from that you know. Messy, crunchy, zig-zaggy scars, all because they broke my knees with a baseball bat." They grumbled leaning back in their chair. “I was in a coma for about a month afterwards, just so they could at least repair the damage. Couldn't walk after that for a little while. It was terrifying, to say the least. Between the torture and the bomb, what I did was reckless and incredibly stupid. I didn’t see any other option. My goal was get Moose and go, but it didn’t work out like that. Instead got near buried alive, again. I was in too much pain to really process that I was under rubble, so that’s a bonus. The coma was…nice. No visions of my closest people dying, no pain, no stress. Just fucking floating like a dead fish. I barely remember the rescue and I don’t know if that’s the trauma talking or something else. Honestly, I’m just glad to be alive. I am well aware that eventually we all come back but I take a whole lot longer and well the others might not take it kindly.

Bes- “When Joseph came in with that laptop and played that sound bite, I wanted to go on a rampage. I wanted to go out, hunt jade down, and beat him til even the gods don’t recognize his soul. But. But. But. That’s not how SHC works anymore. So we played by Laswell’s ear. Storm doesn’t bounce back like the rest of us. What will take hours for us, will take days for them. Up until we got paidí mou back, I wasn't thinking clearly. Even then afterwards, It took me a minute to realize that I shouldn’t rush off to kick Jade’s head in. I was probably the first one around their bedside aside from Joseph.

Merc- We work closely with Dante and 141, after all sh6 is considered a medic only squad. It was supposed to be a simple observation mission. Wilson was point, Avery was back up, and Joseph was navigation. The info was bad. There was no meeting. Just an ambush. The thud of Avery hitting concrete from a catwalk to be knocked out is very likely a sound I will never want to here again. Jake was the angriest of us. Wanted to go out and paint a building with Jade’s blood. Taylor and I managed to talk him out of it. That doesn’t mean we didn’t have our own struggles. When storm was in recovery, I will admit I thought of calling in a few friends and favors, and hunting Jade myself. Taylor talked me out of it while my husband was at storm’s bedside.

Fen- It was scary. We are all trained to resist interrogation and have died enough to have a knack for it. But this, this was terrifying. Avery is a lot of people’s little sibling. We are protective of them, even in our line of work. So to have your hands tied in red tape while you get video and message of hurting your little sibling, well there’s not a lot of good guy attitude after it. When it came to the bomb going off with those two still in the building, Thank the gods Joseph still had his head about. They did about tear Ghost’s head off for suggesting a mercy kill after finding the two, but I was relieved. We managed to dig them out and get them to the nearest hospital. After that was a waiting game. Michael and Jake are impatient. I had to talk them both down from running out and splattering jade across the pavement. That isn't to say I fully discouraged. We’ve been working on tracking him down, and when the time comes, well we’ll make sure there isn’t a piece of him left even for the crows.