PLEASE DO NOT LIE,

WHAT IS THE PRICE FOR YOUR BLIND EYE? ]

I DON'T KNOW, JI TAEHEE. AM I THE ONLY ONE THAT KNOWS YOURS?

I'LL ASK WHEN I SEE YOU LATER.

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STEVENSON: hey, me too, if it's anything

CONNORS: No seriously I'm about to put in my two weeks. This is fucking bullshit. This is bullshit, how are we supposed to do facial construction and personality building if the guy won't even find some input.

CONNORS: They put us and eight other people - three more than normal btw - on this gonk job like "gg ezpz dw about it" and it's been A YEAR

CONNORS: A YEAR

CONNORS: OF TRAILING THIS GUY TO HIS PSYCHOPATHICALLY CLEAN APARTMENT AND THEN TO THE GYM AND WORK AND BACK AGAIN. AND I'M SUPPOSED TO DESIGN THIS A SOULMATE? THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE AAAAART I LITERALLY

STEVENSON: ........connors

STEVENSON: it's been like seven months choom. relax, ok? we knew this was gonna be hard. the second they put Harris on the team we knew this was fucked, that guy only gets called when socmed is nonexistent. we don't know him yet but we will, okay? we still haven't tried the waitress at the after work spot he hits with those other freaks

CONNORS: NO!! WE HAVENT!! BECAUSE WE DONT KNOW WHAT KIND OF WOMAN HE LIKES BECAUSE HE FUCKING COLLATERAL-DAMAGE-MURDERED THE FIRST TWO TRIES

STEVENSON: sarah's not dead shes just.... fuck yeah idk if she's coming back from that one corp was talkin severance

STEVENSON: nah but really. those two were shots in the dark anyway, we just gotta nail it. remember that bartender he kept eyeing but never did anything with? the fuckin

CONNORS: Yes YES the short little blonde thing what about her

STEVENSON: so that's our physical blueprint, right?

CONNORS: If it were that easy, I'd already have a faceplate designed and a wardrobe picked out and skincare routine established. No, that's not our blueprint. He talks to hundreds of those a week - uninterested. Just fucking uninterested. What if he's not into women, what if—?

STEVENSON: HARD NO HARD NO HARD NO DO NOT SEND HIM A MAN, YOU WILL BLOW COVER. notes from coporate EXPRESSLY forbid this WAYYY too hot a topic

CONNORS: THIS IS WHY I WANT TO FUCKKNG QUIT FUCK

STEVENSON: oh my god choom. okay fine we'll switch recon shifts next week. he's got the weekly outing so we'll see about sending some piece of ass to the table. maybe get a group conversation going and see if we can't pull anything. wait till hes DRUNK though. oh that's an idea.

FOYER: oh bcuz ur so normal. didnt u stalk that one homicide detective for weeks cuz u thought she was ur soulmate XD

SHEPHERD: a.) she is just give it a minute and b.) foyer be serious choom, you seriously don't get the crawlies around him? what you sit next to him every friday for an IPA and suddenly he's real standup? did you not see him this morning? fuckin 4am and he's first outta the AV, all smiles

FOYER: first outta the AV. that whats got u? choom hes the SQUAD LEADER. fr? ITS JUST THE BAR UR NOT MARRYING HIM. OMG!!

SHEPHERD: foyer its not about the fucking AV listen to what i'm saying.

SHEPHERD: i've been saying this since i met him

SHEPHERD: it's not the fucking AV and it's not the smile and it's not the looks okay. trust me if that was the case i wouldn't do this shit anymore literally everyone's like that. i'd have to kick martens in the teeth before i do him if that was the case. i'm saying he's not fucking normal man

SHEPHERD: i'm saying he's built like a brick shithouse, like fucking smasher 2.0 in the making. you know what he's got chipped rn? the blades, the subdermals, the kiroshis, the sandy and wait there's more? no WAY we don't put him down later.

FOYER: ngl ur pissing me off. this just sounds like gradeschool jealousy, like mommy didn't wanna reinforce ur ACL for soccer b the other kids got theirs done. be srs. if u dont wanna go then dont go but were not just gonna tell him 2 get fuckd tn

FOYER: like fr this is gonk shit.

KEPLER: i wouldn't call them hallucinations. i'm not like those animals, seeing shit that's not there. i've got it. i can handle it.

DR. FLESSNER: but you said it was your wife you saw yesterday evening. before you killed three of your fellow officers, you told another one of your operators--

KEPLER: helene is dead. i didn't see her, i just thought... i thought the guy was using that image duplicator. the offshot of the optical camo. i didn't realize they were my squad members.

DR. FLESSNER: ...you didn't realize you were killing your fellow operators?

KEPLER: like i said. i assumed it was camo.

DR. FLESSNER: ...lieutenant, are you aware this is the second incident wherein you were unable to be sedated? while the first resulted in no friendly fire, this is a different situation entirely. i understand the recent death of your wife--

KEPLER: murder.

DR. FLESSNER: hm?

KEPLER: my wife was murdered.

DR. FLESSNER: i was told that's not-- why don't we regroup in an hour?