((The Mon/Wen/Fri Double -- page 2 of 2))
"In that case," said Evangelina, "perhaps we should also organize separate teams whose functions are purely to provide operational support for the servants we choose to deploy."
"A good idea," said Dimas. "And the reapers seem to be forgetting that we can still provide guidance over long distances with the use of technology."
'Oh, please,' said Axiolis. 'We didn't forget. That method is simply inferior to having reapers onsite.'
'Yes, Dimas, that was quite rude,' said Iziol.
'And uncharacteristically foolish,' added Yovess.
'No, actually, I did kinda forget about that,' said Mevox.
The other reapers just looked at him.
Mevox did not seem fazed by all the attention, though. 'Anyway, how many teams do you think we should deploy?'
'Well, we have several targets in mind,' said Garovel, 'but I would prefer that we begin slowly and then see about creating more if-and-when things begin to go more smoothly. Perhaps four teams to start off? Three or even two would also be fine. It's more important that we only deploy as many servants as we have confidence in. While we do need young, unknown servants for this task, I'm sure there are many whom you all feel are TOO young for this level of responsibility, and I would prefer we exercise caution.'
Hector kept a stone face, but he also couldn't help feeling a little ridiculous as he listened to Garovel talk about servants being too young for these missions. He was just barely eleven months old as a servant himself, yet the people Garovel was talking about were probably twice that or more.
He was having another one of those moments where he felt like he really wasn't supposed to be here, like at any moment, the rug would be pulled out from under him, and everyone would laugh at how moronic he was for ever even humoring the idea that he might actually belong in a place like this.
But that was alright.
He could deal with it. He'd dealt with worse. He just had to keep reminding himself of that fact.
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