Morgentaller District
"If I sever the link, you won't be doing anything anymore," Majors says flatly, tapping her gun on her leg. In answer a breeze lifts in the room. Lynn feels the albino woman's grip on her shoulder tighten slightly. It's obvious to you that the woman is very frail.
"If you two don't stop, Felicia will hyperventilate again. Now, put your gun away, Carmella. He's already restrained to your specifications. Plus, you'd run out of energy in your blaster far before you managed to do any lasting harm," Jasman says, rising from the corner. Captain Majors shows no emotion, but she does holster her gun.
Jasman comes over to Lynn. "How do you feel my dear? Lynn isn't it?" He chuckles. "Don't worry, I didn't go prying in your head for that; I had Felicia root through your purse. No headache or tingling in the extremities?" he asks, putting his hand on her forehead. "Good, good," he adds. "I am glad to see at least one person in the room has some reign on their emotions. I am sorry your first day in New York has been so distressful, but rest assured you are in no danger. I'm not going to go tinkering with your brain."
"You most certainly are," Captain Majors says flatly. "She can't remember any of this."
"You'll have to forgive Captain Majors. She can be a tad single minded at times and overly straightforward which is a good thing in her job as MTAC lead. Unless someone knows to look for this specific information about what has happened here, there is nothing to worry about. And as long as you aren't going to attack anyone, you don't need to be restrained, so you really don't need to try to escape."
Felicia claps with a cheerful smile on her face and works at undoing your left arm from its restraints. Captain Majors looks far from pleased, but doesn't interfere. Jasman walks over to X12's table as Felicia works on the belt around Lynn's wrist.
"You really should calm down," he says to X12. "I'm not going to butcher your brain or anything like that. My memory graft lasted five years before it started to wear off. Five years of flawless function is fairly impressive, even by my standards. The second one only lasted a year," he adds with a bit of a sigh. "You have an unfortunate tendancy towards curiosity that is troublesome. And the 'deja vu' affect helped you overcome the graft the second time with impressive speed. So I have to agree with part of your assessment; another graft simply won't work. At least not one of a similar nature."
"You also need to realize the great lengths Captain Majors has gone to for you. She could have put you in stasis; instead, she arranged for you to have a home and a life in Northern Canada. You were the medic for a small hunting and fishing community and were quite happy. Carmella traveled at great cost every month to ensure you were well, since a failure in your memory graft could cause great harm to the others sequestered about the world."
He places his hand on X12's forehead. "Would you like to remember?"
"This is a waste of time," Captain Majors says in her emotionless voice.
"A little mental healing will go a long way towards helping things along, Carmella," Jasman responds.
A few feet away, the first belt finally slips free, eliciting another cheerful clap from Felicia, who goes around the other side to work on the second one.
