[center][h2][b][u][color=0054a6]The PRT Building[/color][/u][/b][/h2][/center]

Overlook was face to face with the Director of the PRT.
Overlook was face to face with the Director of the PRT.
Overlook was face to fuck it you know what's going on he can't believe it.

The teen still couldn't actually believe he was in the presence of one of the most powerful individuals in Denv- no not just Denver, the whole world. It was a rather breathtaking idea to behold, someone like Ruben talking to this man. That wasn't the point though, as the only action Ruben has done this entire time he was in the room with the Director is stare at him preparing to speak but no words actually coming out. With a final push, the voice of Ruben was released to the Director.

[color=8882be][b]"S-Sorry Mr. Director. I just never thought I'd be talking to someone with so much power in my life..."[/b][/color] This wasn't all the teen had to say, he just had to take a deep breath before he continued talking to the Director. It was still a lot to take in. [color=8882be][b]"Director, to be completely honest, I have absolutely no idea what I can do for you at all. It was a bit of an enigma when my trigger event happened, and I can't remember anything before that day. All I knew from that point on is that I had something... I didn't know what at first, but then it started to click in while I began to start figuring out my past. I tried to remember with what I could dig up, but my memories just... they couldn't come back. Since that day, I stayed in the bunker where Decoy found the connection to my only way to see the outside... my Eye. I'm no tinker, but from what I could scrounge around and with what I could get, this Eye kept me sane throughout the years I was down in that hole... and... well, I felt relieved when Decoy said he arranged this. I'd finally get real human interaction for the first time since I can remember. Again, I can't tell you what I can do for you - hell I don't even know what I can do for myself - but I can tell you that I'm gonna try my damn hardest to do what I can. All you can do for me is to help me get over this amnesia... and give my life purpose."[/b][/color]

The teen had a small tear track down the side of his face when he finished talking. It wasn't the kind of tears you'd cry when you are sad, these are the kind of tears some people cry when they're under quite the bit of stress. It was also rather interesting to note that only Ruben's right eye cried, which was very odd.

[hr][center][h3][color=f49ac2]The Alleys of Denver[/color][/h3][/center]

[b][color=fff200]"FUCK ME SIDEWAYS!"[/color][/b] shouted Gaia as she very quickly bolted away from the squad of cops. The bullet missed by about 6 inches, thank Christ, but it was still a bit of a traumatic experience. In Gaia's head, Dunn was panicking about what was going on. [i][color=00a99d]"Oh God oh God oh God we're so screwed. Why did you follow this... this... clown Gaia?! What do we do now?!"[/color] [color=fff200]"How about we continue to do the opposite of what Retcon says?"[/color] [color=00a99d]"GAIA WHAT IS THE OPPOSITE OF THIS SITUATION?!"[/color] [color=fff200]"Retcon charged at them, we're running the hell away from them."[/color][/i] Gaia quickly ducked around the corner into another alleyway for cover as she continued her evasion of the cops.
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