141 have a run-in with a top asset from the U.S., black ops-level classified, designated "Reader."
In sealed files, she's labeled as an empath and a telepath, with three more classifications Laswell was only able to get unsealed (under the table) after major arm-twisting. They're marked "Empty House," "Soul Walking," and... "Unknown." Definitions are beyond anyone's reach.
The "Reader" is loaned out to Britain to handle a captive no one can break, a man whose information is the only crack in an impending threat targeted at major cities all over the world.
Reader is transported with more security than the bloody U.S. President, and the whole base has to be cleared out and canvassed by U.S. agents before her transpo arrives.
She's a thin, strange thing who seems barely connected to reality, but the few times she actually focuses, she's like the point of a knife. There's nothing in between.
What the 141 see that small, still, seemingly harmless woman do in the interrogation room leaves more than one of them shaken.
Needless to say, the captive gives them everything they need. Even tells them target cities their intel had missed.
But nothing about any of it is as strange as the fact that she--someone who feels everything in the people around her and seems to act as if no one exists unless she absolutely must do otherwise--is repeatedly and consistently drawn to Ghost.
Over and over, she ends up wherever he is, goes out of her way to be around him, physically near him whenever she can (but never nearer than he can handle).
She's like a bloody cat that just keeps showing up.
No one can figure it out.
When Ghost finally demands to know why him, she just meets his fixated stare, as expressionless as he is.
When she eventually answers, her voice is quiet and withdrawn.
"...You're like the ocean."
Inspired by this hot little number by @the-grimm-black <3
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