We’ve a datacube that is being analyzed, and Cekke sounded hopeful that it might give us a clue as to where mom is. It’s the only clue we really have, though I went out on my own. When I found out that Mom was Whispers, it only made sense that Vilaas was too, and so I got a note to him. If it gets the OOW involved, Sheira’s going to be pissed and I might very well end up in more trouble than I can spit at. It’s worth the risk though, because they have resources we do not and right now, fuck risk. Fuck Payton. I’m getting mom back. Vilaas is with us anyway, so technically, I didn’t break any rules, and since no one else knows he’s OoW too, I’m counting on him to be subtle enough that whatever Whispers does goes unnoticed.
Truth is, though. I don’t care. I just want her home and I will never stop until she is. I just wish the others would get up off their asses and look for her. Why are we waiting? Why aren’t we doing something more than just looking at a cube? Do they even care?
Sheira says were expendable- she said I should have chosen for the spy to live and let Greenie die. Fuck Sheira. Fuck KT’s reputation. The thing about being a gang, and especially about being a family is that you’ve got each others back. You stick for each other no matter what. I got Greenie back even though I knew she took pleasure in my mom’s hurting. I knew it was probably her fault that mom got taken. I’d heard that much over the comms. I knew all that and I -still- chose her, because that’s what you fucking do. You stick for your own.
If and when mom and me get out of this, we’re going to have to have a serious look at just what sort of group we’re part of.