“Why are we here.” They were walking around in a park. Everywhere around them there was bright sunlight, children were playing and birds were fluttering around. To him it seemed so far away from the prison he had been in for the last few days. He liked the change of pace, but his expression revealed nothing of his thoughts.
“It’s rare for you to ask questions.” She replied to him with another fake smile.
“We’ve been walking around for two hours and 13 minutes without you speaking. That is rare too.”
She chuckled. “Things can change.”
He sighed. He considered replying to her meaningless words. Change. No such thing existed in his world, nor did it in hers. But he saw no use in his reply. Instead he examined her again, as he had done so often already. For once her hair hung loose on her shoulders instead of in a tight bun. Her glasses were replaced by contact lenses and she was wearing white instead of the usual dark colours.
“You look different.” He said monotonously.
“I’m surprised you noticed.” She said. “I’m different when I’m outside of the project.”
“No.” His response was immediate and clear. “You’re not different, you lóók different. Your eyes are the same, but now you’re hiding it.”
She looked up and acted surprised, but it was clear she wasn’t. At this point she was determined to stay in control.
“Why do you know these things?” She asked him with true interest. “Why do you know who I am?”
“Observation.” He said. “Observation can bring a person a long way.”
“Observation is not enough. I’m sure it requires a special talent. Something that was in you from the day you were born. Something that makes you different from the average person.”
“I am no different from anyone.”
“Are you really not?”
His eyes narrowed for a split second, but as quickly as the hint of emotion came, it disappeared.
“Why do you want to know these things?”
She sighed. For a moment it looked as if she was considering something, but he could see in her eyes that things were going exactly as she had planned. It frustrated him, but he held the same expression. The one thing he could have was the control of his own actions. She signalled him to sit down on one of the benches.
“You’re asking me to tell you classified information, Nathan.”
“You are asking me to reveal myself to someone I do not know. My questioning you seems perfectly reasonable.”
“You talked more to me today than the two days before.”
“I speak when I deem it necessary.”
“Why is that?”
“Explain the relevance of your questioning. Do not treat me like an unknowing factor in your investigation while your true purpose was clear from the start. I refuse to be guided along your lines willingly.” His monotonous voice didn’t change, but she could hear that the coldness in it had grown. She knew that he had given her the control she had at that point, and she knew that he was ready to take it back at any point. It bothered her that she had no real control from the start. This was a game of power that she was not allowed to lose.
“This conversation must stay between the both of us.” She said.
“I will decide that after I hear the contents of it.”
She sighed again. “Very well, I’ll tell you what you need to know.”
Hello bloggers ^_^ I’m ashamed of myself… 😦 It’s been a full 24 days since I last wrote something down that made sense and now I finally did it, it’s a vague story that really didn’t add anything to the plot line 😦 At least it’s something though… I hope that the next part of this story will be a bit less vague 😛 Well we’ll see. I think it’s gonna be two blogs on one day for me today, because a lot happened and since I use my blog as a diary… (is that weird?) I’ll have to tell some things ^_^ Until the next blog 😉