AGENT WASHINGTON

[parannoyed]

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[fuckingaqua]

[ In shitty, messed-up circumstances like these, with all the messed-up stuff that someone went and did to Wash, it really does mean a lot that Wash somehow still has enough... whatever, Wash reserves, to trust him. Or think he trusts him. That's basically the same thing.

Tucker doesn't plan on dropping the ball on that. Not if he can help it. Once you've broken time for a dude, there's really no not being fully committed. Straining against the ever-present desire to do something angry and impulsive and stupid to get back at Jorgmund is a tragic burden he will have to bear for Wash's sake.

So he'll bottle that up in favor of the face-scrunch of obvious Freelancer-based distaste. Trustworthy Freelancer? Sounds fake. ]

Trust him a little like you can actually trust him, or trust him a little like "when he finally decides to sell us out or screw us over, he at least won't do it in public"?

[parannoyed]

[There's a lot of "us" in there. Wash is used to it having been only being "I" and "me" for a long time.]

[For good reason. Apparently the Meta was going to betray him (not shocking but he was hoping things would hold out long enough for him to get his freedom.) Before that, South shot him in the back. Before that, he'd dealt with the bitterness of other agents because the implantation program had been suspended thanks to his reaction to Epsilon.]

["What about the hostility from other agents who lost out on assignments once we suspended the use of implants?"

"What about them? Am I supposed to feel bad for them or something?"

"Do you think you could work with an A.I. or another agent ever again?"

"...No, I don't."]

[There is no "us." There hasn't been an "us" in a very long time. And even the last time there was an "us" it wasn't exactly like they'd been tight knit enough for anyone to care about him.]

[Each other, sure, for a few of them. Some of them had covered each other in their exits. While he sat in the Medbay, the crashed ship's emergency lights slowly fading.]

[And Tucker did it so casually. Talked about them like they were just automatically a unit. Like any betrayal would be something they both faced. Like Tucker wouldn't try to get in on it, and side with whatever side let him save his own skin.]

[He doesn't comment on it. He wants to be careful in how he assesses Tucker's trustworthiness over time. The unconscious instincts are promising - something vestigial left over from what he can't remember but...]

[He's been wrong before. He's tired of trusting people and being wrong. So he's treading carefully with this new unknown quantity.]

North was the one they gave Theta to. The AI fragment that was the Alpha's trust. Theta is...almost child-like. They chose North because he was the most nurturing.

He was always good at being supportive to the rest of the team. But in the end, right before she shot me in the back and left me for dead, South Dakota set him up to be killed by the Meta.

[His tone went tart.]

The fact that North was her brother apparently wasn't enough to make her hesitate. Somehow this place pulled him from before his death.

He wasn't the type to back stab. He was good at being trustworthy - but in the end it meant he was too trusting himself. Out of anyone from Freelancer, he's the one I'd distrust the least.

[Of course it was "distrust the least" and not "trust the most."]

[fuckingaqua]

[ Tucker tries to picture the concepts of generally being trusting and Church-- the first Church, he guesses, Alpha or whatever-- together in one package. Can't totally get there, really. Tex, Wash, Carolina. Pretty bad at trust for a while down the list.

Freelancer loved fucking people up at the front and center before siccing them onto sim troopers, huh.

So North gets... about 85% of a ringing endorsement from Wash as he is right now. Noted. With genuine seriousness, despite all appearances, because when it's Project Freelancer, there's always some super serious bullshit to thinking around it. ]

Eh. I guess that's not like the worst answer. Y'know, it's not curb-stomp on sight. Which is cool because I'm not into getting curb-stomped and someone else already curb-stomped you. I'm a lover, not a punching bag.

[ Sure, he'd try to do the fight on principle if there was beef. But mostly on principle, because he's pretty sure literally any Freelancer could kick his ass any day of his life. ]