“Your ship, its technologies. We all thought they didn’t exist. But it turns out you exist. And Erin corroborated your story. Tell me everything about the Nighthawk” This was not Perry's first time running an interrogation. But she didn't know this man, she didn't know how to get inside his head.
“What makes you think that piece of trash is still usefu-” Hindmarsh got cut off by Perry mid-sentence.
“I can make those technologies useful in today’s world. I can figure it out. Now tell me everything about project Nighthawk, from 793 A.S. till today.”
“You know, I don’t owe you anything. What the hell does it matter if I tell you anything about that ship? You can’t make me.” Hindmarsh was ready. He’s mostly lived a full life. He survived and he was old now so there wasn’t much point being left alive. But he could die on his own terms and f*** everyone else over.
Perry got up walked towards hi and lowered and softened her voice. Hindmarsh still only had one eye. He never bothered going to the H+ Clinic to get himself a new eye. He lost his eye nearly three decades ago, when the Special Operations Team Leader tortured him in anger after capturing him. There wasn’t any reason to it, he just didn’t bother getting a replacement eye because it wasn’t worth it. His one eye was good.
“You don’t want to die like this.” It was simple. Hindmarsh was nihilistic. But Perry knew how to handle Nihilists. It wasn’t her first time and there was a point in her life when she was one as well. But she healed from that. “If there is some meaning to this universe out there, then tell me what you know. I will do good things with that technology. Everything in your life has been horribly selfish, but you won’t have lived a full life unless you’ve been selfless at least once.”
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