EMPLOYEE ID 7531-9514-6; ๐ต๐๐ ๐ ๐ด๐บ๐ด๐ผ๐.
๐๐๐ฆ๐ Nathaniel Ortiz SCP-6997-A, "Nat" ๐๐ ๐ 35 Unknown ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ/๐๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ cis man, he/him gender unknown, it/its ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ฆ Diego Luna ๐๐ญ๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฌ closed
PROFILE.
Though SCP-6997-A is still listed in official documentation as Agent Nathaniel Ortiz, I firmly believe Ortiz ceased to exist on โโ/โโ/โโโโ. However, whether SCP-6997-A is aware or even suspects that it is not the original Ortiz is unclear at this time. We can say with any level of certainty that, at this date, SCP-6997-A has not shown any anomalous properties of note other than the means of its creation. Indeed, no such thing has ever been recorded in the decades-long history of observing and maintaining SCP-6997. And while SCP-6997-A may be the breakthrough we need to understand the obelisk, the mystery behind the true purpose of its existence is decidedly unnerving. As was its sudden request to be reassigned to AEED. Though AEED is less than ideal, lest it reveal its true nature to one of the Ethics Committeeโs bleeding hearts, it must be removed from the Anti-Mnestics Division as soon as possible. To raise as few alarm bells as possible, I recommend using our insiders to reassign SCP-6997-A to the Broken Scales of Themis, where one of our most loyal operatives can more closely monitor it. And if the Ethics Committee suffers the fallout should SCP-6997-A's true nature is ever discovered, it can only work to our benefit. โ Top Secret Internal Memo from O5-โ to O5-โโ.
LAST ASSIGNMENT.
JUNIOR LAB ASSISTANT; AEED, Aย roleย requestedย byย theย operativeย andย approvedย fiveย monthsย ago.ย Peersย inย theย Anti-Mnesticsย Departmentย wereย curiousย asย toย whyย theirย careerย fieldย agentย decidedย toย startย freshย inย research.ย Theyย believeย thisย requestย toย beย aย โmidlifeโย crisisย caseย afterย theย previousย fieldย operative'sย incidentย withย SCP-6997ย onย โโ/โโ/โโโโ.
INTERRELATIONS OF NOTE.
๐๐ฟ๐ท ๐๐๐๐ ๐. It's not in your memories, but his, a tall man with a blank face and a mindless, inscrutable smile. There are many memories of you two working together, field agent to field agent. Nothing intimate that might require more finesse in your faรงade, but enough to know that this man could unravel what you are, what you aren't, if you aren't careful.
๐บ๐ด๐ ๐ท๐ธ๐ ๐๐ด๐ ๐ผ๐ธ๐๐. They're a SCP like you, but unlike you, they're free. A researcher like you want to be, are trying to be, could have been if it was your skin you are living in. You're drawn to your new teammate from a place you can't parse, but the fear comes with it. Can you allow yourself friendship when that is a privilege in the face of self-preservation?
52 ๐๐ผ๐ถ๐พ๐๐. You have no clue about the secret notes that have slipped into their hands, written in code by observers you will never meet. Not when you're alive, anyway. They are your hidden handler, your executioner-in-waiting. Whereas the Ethics Committee would "securely contain" you, Overwatch is more than happy to send their agent to "protect" the world from your existence.
