A little thingy about Helix in lieu of it being six years since the incident with TS-0007 “Sora”.
Characters used/Mentioned: Helix and Gale Vellen (OCs), Sora Ramirez (OC), Darius Barlowe ( @inkwell-and-dagger ‘s OC), Administrator Simon (OC)
A/N: rah!! i figured out how to make banners!! procreate my lord and saviour.
STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY.
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Around 4AM, March 5, 2018, Helix’s beloved wife, Gale, died in his arms after being brutally injured by escaped Test Subject 0007 “Sora”. It was now 8:16AM, March 5th, 6 years after the event, and Helix had been up all night.
Every single time this day came around, it threw him for a loop for weeks. He missed Gale so fucking much. It wasn’t fair that she was taken from him. It wasn’t fucking fair.
He looked up at the sound of gentle knocking on his door, sighing and wiping his tears on his sleeve. “Door’s unlocked.”
He was surprised, however, to see fellow researcher Dr. Darius, and Administrator Simon. The two had happened to be part of the 20 that called in sick the day ‘07 breached. “…Darius, Simon. Morning.”
“Don’t do that, Helix.” Simon said, albeit softly.
Helix paused, confused at both the statement and the Admin’s tone. “…Pardon?” He asked.
Darius closed the door, sighing. “…Today’s a rough day for you, isn’t it?”
Helix’s eyes flashed with a mix of emotions he didn’t quite understand, and he sighed, eyes wandering. “…yeah, I… I just miss her.”
“And you’re in every right to” Administrator Simon added. “She was your wife, for Hell’s sake. You can’t be expected to work today.”
“But the Specialists-“
“Fuck the Specialists” Simon snapped. “They’re not allowed to do shit if it’s us intervening with your work day. Come on, I brought wine.”
Helix snickered, getting up as Darius urged him out of his chair. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“Positive” The two said in unison, leading Helix out of his office.
