Snippet #2033959

Rylie kept her head forward. She noticed now that his breathing has calmed more. She was glad he seemed to be recovering.

Daniel's mention of the military brought a small amused smile to her lips. He looked away and was making a face, clearly he had no love for military groups. She was not at all surprised he had been recruited on more than one occasion. It is what she'd be doing now if the missile wasn't so pressing of a concern.

Rylie nodded as he relayed the story of military prisoners. Again, surprise did not show on her face. She had seen it happen. Her job was to ensure that powers came of their choice. If they were made prisoners it made them more likely to rebel. She wasn't so naïve to think arrests and kidnappings did not occur however.

“It happens. Most tend to turn a blind eye to it because there isn't a single group military or otherwise who doesn't keep that tactic in their back pocket. I was raised in the military, trained to recruit powers to join of their own accord. Even I know that some are forced into things they don't want.”

Rylie frowned then. It had never occurred to her that perhaps she was taken from her parents to be raised for her ability. She hadn't given any thought at all as to how she wound up there. She just had the memory of one day the toy flying towards her and then she was surrounded by people teaching her. She didn't remember her parents or anyone else. Just military personnel putting her through exercises. Rylie shook her head. Past was past, no point in wondering now.

She turned another corner and after another short distance turned again. It seemed random but she was still heading towards the docks. Rylie's goal was to make them hard to follow.

“So tell me, did you help the kids get away or just free them and leave them to their own devices?”