[hr][center][h1][color=FF69B4]Carmen Comfort[/color][/h1][/center][hr][center][sub]Ft. Everett T. Netherwood[/sub][/center][hr]

[indent][color=9400D3]"Carmen, my dear..."[/color] the Master Engineer whispered sweetly the name of his superior, laying a kind hand against her shoulder to console her. Though in her sulking, the Victorian shrugged off his palm with eyes remaining in constant stare with the window of her study. She watched as the once Master Physician, Thea Olivia Jackson,  made her path beyond the walls of Churchill as diseased exile and a framed woman. [color=FF69B4]"History... will remember her as a..."[/color] Carmen slowly lifted up her journal, a book that recorded history in her own perspective. She flipped through the pages, searching for her most recent entry before then reading it aloud, [color=FF69B4]"A sick doctor who resorted to biological warfare in order that she infect the First Physician  that came before her. Thus, securing the position for herself..."[/color] In consuming guilt, Carmen shut the book as a tear rolled down her cheek. Seeing this Everett grasped the Victorian's two shoulders, forcing her to face him as a he, her mentor, spoke sternly to her, [color=9400D3]"So you're going to just cry about this, hm? If you wanted the father of your child to remain secret, [i]this[/i] had to be done, Carmen! She was beginning to know too much, after all the woman delivered Atlas in the first place. We should have gotten rid of her then. I fear others may gather the same suspicions."[/color] 

[color=FF69B4]"I have a orphaned her boy-- Thea doesn't have long does she?"[/color] Once the false evidence used to frame the doctor was found, Thea was trapped inside quarantine and forced in with the colony's sick and infected, in order that she would face a punishment equivalent of a crime she did not commit. After twenty four hours exposed to the diseased, Thea was stripped naked, exiled, and left to die in the savage wastelands beyond Churchill. Everett did not answer her question, to him, she need not to worry about the framed doctor. Instead he responded with, [color=9400D3]"I have a better question, will the truth ever be known?"[/color]

[color=FF69B4]"The [i]truth[/i]..."[/color] she began, with chin now slight raised. [color=FF69B4]"Yes... But it must come from my lips only, and Isabel MacGilios shall be the first to know... though it may come at a cost of... perhaps her heart, or more..."[/color]

[color=9400D3]"Yes, indeed,"[/color] Everett was delighted that Carmen seemed to retain her composure after the pep talk. However, he knew it would be better for the both of them that she not worry about appointing the next Master Physician, perhaps one of the most significant positions in all of Churchill. Everett knew of a doctor that could quite possibly prove to be a great asset in the upper ranks of the masterminds. [color=9400D3]"Yet, Carmen, my dear Victorian, you have already got your hands tied up in political and personal affairs. Let me be the one to push efforts on granting the role of Master Physician to a skilled doctor."[/color]

[color=FF69B4]"Of course, of course, but to allow you to grant such a high position, you must be of higher rank and well... that's what I want, you to be my right-hand. The Wizard must have been a grand second-in-command for you as Victorian, though I have not grown to particularly trust him the same way I trust you."[/color] She would have commanded him sooner to fulfill such a role, though she has always had the fear of his refusal. After all, Everett was the colony's former Victorian before Carmen [i]defeated[/i] him in a challenged match of chess, well, before he [i]let[/i] her beat him. Though, she knew, all the plans plotted are now finally linking up, nothing can ruin this for her, not Thea Jackson nor Agoston Szabó. In a time as dire as it is, she needed people she could trust her life with, and the life of her son.  [/indent] [hr]