The Drafter
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Sort of. Silas drew his tablet back to himself. How did you guess?
Peri stared out at the commons, trying to let it go. Trained anchors have a feel about them thats easy enough to pick up on. Youve never worked in the field before, though.
Youre not nearly smart enough, Jack said snidely as he fingered a display of silk ties.
Youre not nearly careful enough, she said, wishing Jack would shut up. Silas had said he was tied to her intuition. Apparently something about Silas bugged her. Smiling, Peri hoisted the coffee. Thank you. This is good.
I saw your diary. When I was an unwilling guest at Opti, Silas added at her sudden disquiet. Im sure half of it was invented to scare me, but they left enough of you in there to convince me it wasnt fake. Its something you said you liked last year, so
Not knowing if she should be flattered or creeped out, Peri watched their mules interact. You figured I wouldnt remember it. No, I dont. Thank you. I appreciate you giving this back to me.
Blah, blah, blah. Scraping his blond hair out of his eyes, Jack tried on a black tie. You have an expiration date, babe. Cut to the chase.
Silas was clearly pleased. I thought it might make you feel more like yourself.
It does. Peri leaned back, ankles crossed as she tried to relax, not liking that he knew more about her than she did. How long until Howard gets here? I left Allen doped up, and if Im not there when he wakes, theyll know I pulled the tracker.
Head down, Silas looked through the coats, trying several on to make Peris mule clap her hands. Hes on his way. How are you doing?
Jack snorted, and, surprised, her head rose. How am I doing? Seriously?
Silas looked up. Yes. How are you doing? I cant ask that?
Peri darted a look at Jack, now on the stage with the other beautiful pretend people. Im pretty confused right now, she said sarcastically. Forgive me, but Ive got this memory of you shoving Allen through a window
Thats fake, he interrupted.
We know that, dumbass, Jack said loudly, and Peri set her mug down hard.
I know that. She hadnt meant it to sound nasty, but thats how it came out, and she touched his hand to convince him she wasnt mad. It would take more than the weight of one man to break the window. Its supposed to be bulletproof. She furrowed her brow, angry at herself for having trusted so blindly.
Do you want me to fragment these fake memories? Silas said, and she shook her head. It was all she had, false or not. You dont trust me yet,Silas said. Thats okay.
Annoyed, she shifted her mug around. Its not about trust. Its about me needing to make the right responses, and if you take them away, I wont. You were an Opti psychologist, werent you? Until Opti fired you?
He stiffened. I quit Opti. They didnt fire me.
Peri took a deep breath, ready to broach what had been on her mind since last night. Silas, that picture you gave me triggered a memory knot of Jack and me.
Silass expression blanked. Are you okay? Have any more snarled up?
No. And I dont know why except that the knot was of a real memory, not twin timelines, she said, wanting him to say it would be okay. How could something that beautiful be bad? Even if Jack was lying to me, even if he was a bastard and used me, I felt centered that night. Beautiful. Safe. Silas followed her gaze to the simulations, not seeing Jack standing beside her and Silass mules like a jealous boyfriend.
Mmmm. Silass sudden worry was obvious. Hes here now, right?
She nodded and Jack blew a sarcastic kiss at them. Here comes the psychobabble BS, Jack said. Ignore it, babe. He doesnt have a clue whats going on.
I wouldnt worry about the memory knot, Silas said. As long as they arent centered around twin timelines, theyre just your way to remember artificially destroyed memories.
Artificially destroyed They can do that?
But what about Jack? she asked, setting her outrage aside for the moment. Opti had lied to her about everything else, why not the missing time associated with a draft, too?
Silas shrugged. Frankly, Im surprised he hasnt broken up. But if hes still there, then the twin timelines I left in you are still there, too.
You left twin timelines in me? she whispered hotly, lowering her voice when the man cleaning Silass coat intruded to hang it up on the purchase rack near her chair. Warm, Peri leaned over the table. What kind of an anchor are you?
A damn good one. Youre still sane, arent you? he said tightly, eyes on the man as he went into the back room. That was debatable, and he shifted under her accusing stare. The proof that Opti is corrupt is in your mind. I couldnt fragment either line without destroying the truth, he finally admitted. I tied three years of latent memories of Jack to your intuition so the inevitable hallucinations would distract you from tearing your mind apart. Peri, Id take you in to the alliance myself and defrag them, but without something to prove your loyalty to them, theyll scrub you themselves.
Peri stared out at the commons, trying to let it go. Trained anchors have a feel about them thats easy enough to pick up on. Youve never worked in the field before, though.
Youre not nearly smart enough, Jack said snidely as he fingered a display of silk ties.
Youre not nearly careful enough, she said, wishing Jack would shut up. Silas had said he was tied to her intuition. Apparently something about Silas bugged her. Smiling, Peri hoisted the coffee. Thank you. This is good.
I saw your diary. When I was an unwilling guest at Opti, Silas added at her sudden disquiet. Im sure half of it was invented to scare me, but they left enough of you in there to convince me it wasnt fake. Its something you said you liked last year, so
Not knowing if she should be flattered or creeped out, Peri watched their mules interact. You figured I wouldnt remember it. No, I dont. Thank you. I appreciate you giving this back to me.
Blah, blah, blah. Scraping his blond hair out of his eyes, Jack tried on a black tie. You have an expiration date, babe. Cut to the chase.
Silas was clearly pleased. I thought it might make you feel more like yourself.
It does. Peri leaned back, ankles crossed as she tried to relax, not liking that he knew more about her than she did. How long until Howard gets here? I left Allen doped up, and if Im not there when he wakes, theyll know I pulled the tracker.
Head down, Silas looked through the coats, trying several on to make Peris mule clap her hands. Hes on his way. How are you doing?
Jack snorted, and, surprised, her head rose. How am I doing? Seriously?
Silas looked up. Yes. How are you doing? I cant ask that?
Peri darted a look at Jack, now on the stage with the other beautiful pretend people. Im pretty confused right now, she said sarcastically. Forgive me, but Ive got this memory of you shoving Allen through a window
Thats fake, he interrupted.
We know that, dumbass, Jack said loudly, and Peri set her mug down hard.
I know that. She hadnt meant it to sound nasty, but thats how it came out, and she touched his hand to convince him she wasnt mad. It would take more than the weight of one man to break the window. Its supposed to be bulletproof. She furrowed her brow, angry at herself for having trusted so blindly.
Do you want me to fragment these fake memories? Silas said, and she shook her head. It was all she had, false or not. You dont trust me yet,Silas said. Thats okay.
Annoyed, she shifted her mug around. Its not about trust. Its about me needing to make the right responses, and if you take them away, I wont. You were an Opti psychologist, werent you? Until Opti fired you?
He stiffened. I quit Opti. They didnt fire me.
Peri took a deep breath, ready to broach what had been on her mind since last night. Silas, that picture you gave me triggered a memory knot of Jack and me.
Silass expression blanked. Are you okay? Have any more snarled up?
No. And I dont know why except that the knot was of a real memory, not twin timelines, she said, wanting him to say it would be okay. How could something that beautiful be bad? Even if Jack was lying to me, even if he was a bastard and used me, I felt centered that night. Beautiful. Safe. Silas followed her gaze to the simulations, not seeing Jack standing beside her and Silass mules like a jealous boyfriend.
Mmmm. Silass sudden worry was obvious. Hes here now, right?
She nodded and Jack blew a sarcastic kiss at them. Here comes the psychobabble BS, Jack said. Ignore it, babe. He doesnt have a clue whats going on.
I wouldnt worry about the memory knot, Silas said. As long as they arent centered around twin timelines, theyre just your way to remember artificially destroyed memories.
Artificially destroyed They can do that?
But what about Jack? she asked, setting her outrage aside for the moment. Opti had lied to her about everything else, why not the missing time associated with a draft, too?
Silas shrugged. Frankly, Im surprised he hasnt broken up. But if hes still there, then the twin timelines I left in you are still there, too.
You left twin timelines in me? she whispered hotly, lowering her voice when the man cleaning Silass coat intruded to hang it up on the purchase rack near her chair. Warm, Peri leaned over the table. What kind of an anchor are you?
A damn good one. Youre still sane, arent you? he said tightly, eyes on the man as he went into the back room. That was debatable, and he shifted under her accusing stare. The proof that Opti is corrupt is in your mind. I couldnt fragment either line without destroying the truth, he finally admitted. I tied three years of latent memories of Jack to your intuition so the inevitable hallucinations would distract you from tearing your mind apart. Peri, Id take you in to the alliance myself and defrag them, but without something to prove your loyalty to them, theyll scrub you themselves.
