title: A Question of Security
word count: 200
fandom: Terra Nova
challenge: #115 - all's fair in love and war
disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
notes: Post-series for B:tVS; Terra Nova pilot. Fourth of a short series.
The blonde gal who looked so much like Taylor's long-lost aunt was a bad liar; there was more she wasn't telling.
The blonde gal who looked so much like Taylor's long-lost aunt had told an unbelievable story about a private program to create augmented warriors that had self-destructed in the early 2000s. But she'd also demonstrated the strength she claimed, and offered DNA so he could test their connection.
The tests had finally come back: positive. But she was a bad liar; there was more she wasn't telling.
"Soldier to psychologist," he mused, tapping her file as he considered how far to trust her. "How long did you fight before switching careers?"
Aunt Liz-- she called herself Buffy now-- shrugged. "Which time? I never manage normal very long, but sometimes I just need a break."
"You'd be wasted in the clinic, then," he decided. Best put her with another question mark whose character he wasn't sure of, but that he could be sure wasn't connected to the unofficial war with the Sixers. "The new Sherriff needs a deputy; Doc Wallace can request another shrink in the Eleventh."
Buffy must have run into Shannon already; her nose wrinkled in disgruntled resignation. "Fair enough. Working with the crazy guy it is."
He finally cracked a smile. "Should be interesting, at least. Welcome aboard."
word count: 200
fandom: Terra Nova
challenge: #115 - all's fair in love and war
disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
notes: Post-series for B:tVS; Terra Nova pilot. Fourth of a short series.
The blonde gal who looked so much like Taylor's long-lost aunt was a bad liar; there was more she wasn't telling.
The blonde gal who looked so much like Taylor's long-lost aunt had told an unbelievable story about a private program to create augmented warriors that had self-destructed in the early 2000s. But she'd also demonstrated the strength she claimed, and offered DNA so he could test their connection.
The tests had finally come back: positive. But she was a bad liar; there was more she wasn't telling.
"Soldier to psychologist," he mused, tapping her file as he considered how far to trust her. "How long did you fight before switching careers?"
Aunt Liz-- she called herself Buffy now-- shrugged. "Which time? I never manage normal very long, but sometimes I just need a break."
"You'd be wasted in the clinic, then," he decided. Best put her with another question mark whose character he wasn't sure of, but that he could be sure wasn't connected to the unofficial war with the Sixers. "The new Sherriff needs a deputy; Doc Wallace can request another shrink in the Eleventh."
Buffy must have run into Shannon already; her nose wrinkled in disgruntled resignation. "Fair enough. Working with the crazy guy it is."
He finally cracked a smile. "Should be interesting, at least. Welcome aboard."
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