Clementine:
We were briskly walking back to our rooms to put on the uniforms that had been cleaned and returned to us.
"They said it will be a joint task. There will be no winning or losing team. We need to work together because we’ll be entering the most infested part of the North," I reminded my squadmates. I didn’t want us to be competitive with anyone, especially since I had noticed the white squad and ours exchanging harsh glares. I didn’t want that animosity to get in the way.
"Don’t worry, we won’t do that," Yorick said with a hand gesture, trying to comfort me with the thought that he didn’t plan to ruin anything for the mainlanders.
"And also, they’re giving us maps this time, even food, so I imagine this task is really sacred," Troy added, pointing out the extra help we were being given.
"But you do realize that eventually we’ll have to decide who will be the one in charge of quickly noting down the pattern. Then another will need to be ready with the cloth in hand, wipe it clean fast, and pass it to the one carving again. We can’t leave it to just one person. Even the second wasted when the one with the handkerchief puts it down and grabs the weapon could be critical," Haiden explained, making it clear how important time would be.
"Right. Who’s good at carving or remembering? Someone who will carve without a mistake?" I asked, and our eyes all shifted to Ian walking in front of us. His broad shoulders swung left to right as he walked, held a little too high. I could almost see him rolling his eyes before he raised his hand.
"Of course me," he grunted.
"Then we’ll speak to the other squadmates. Let’s see if they have someone who can be quick in cleaning the stone," I said. Of course, one of us could do it too, but we didn’t want them thinking we were trying to steal all the spotlight. We wanted to let others be involved, so there would be no more complaints and no more animosity.
After we slipped into our uniforms, we met at the hall again, and by then we could tell the white squad had something to say. Joshua stepped forward before the ringleaders came back to hand us the maps.
"Is there anyone who is good at carving? Our squad is just good at little things like hiding things, betraying, fucking someone near the kitchen door, stabbing someone, maybe even their best friend in the back," he started. The way he began his lecture was so uncomfortable.
Our eyes went to Suki, who looked flushed with temper, and then to Jack. He looked shameless. I mean, betraying your friend like this, going behind his back and sleeping with his mate, that was beyond disgusting. And the fact that they kept it hidden from him for so long, while he foolishly supported Suki.
"Ian can do that," I said, pointing at him. Joshua stared at me a little too long before nodding.
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