You assume a clear conscience is something I desire.
[Maketh has learned to live with herself. It hurts sometimes, but she endures. The look she gives Doctor Brennan is not especially gentle.]
Even if I give you all the information you're looking for, it will not help. The people responsible will not face justice, for this or any other crime. Measures have been taken to assure that.
[Listen if you're going to die anyway then why do you care. :|
This is a lot more information than Brennan expected to get. She listens, comparing Maketh's story to what the victims' bones say.]
Yes. His bones showed damage consistent with a brutal beating. [And with all the fractures and their lack of remodeling, it had been easy to determine that one of them had been his cause of death.] And hers showed post-mortem fractures.
[The others will show the same, when they find them.]
You've done a good thing for them, by telling me this. This honors their memory. For however long you have left to live, you'll have access to the library, and you can rest assured that what you've told me will be written up.
Maketh watches Brennan for a long moment. Most people would have offered some empty reassurance about the quality of her life - of course she'd survive, she had nothing to worry about, nothing bad ever happened to anyone in prison. But this is honest. This is real.
How refreshing.]
You are an odd woman. I think I would have liked you, in a different life.
[Brennan frowns a little.] I am an honest woman, but I have been told before that I am-- odd. [It doesn't make it any stranger.
The different life bit is new, though. But reincarnation is as much a myth as the resurrection of a carpenter turned preacher, so--]
Oh. You mean that metaphorically. If our lives had been different and we had crossed paths -- if you were not in prison and I were... in any number of other professions -- then perhaps we might have gotten along or even have been friends. [She considers it a moment, tilting her head a little, then gives a quick nod and a slight smile.] Perhaps.
Yes, I assumed you do, given you requested we obtain library access for you.
[Brennan... She's trying so hard.]
They do, yes. Thank you. I'll have my partner begin processing the paperwork for you. A copy will be given to you as proof.
[She stands and regards Maketh for a moment -- yes, she seems like someone Brennan might have liked, if their lives had been different. But this is where they are, this is who they are. They will never see each other again.]
Goodbye, Ms. Tua.
[With another small smile, she heads out of the interrogation room to make good on her part od the bargain.]
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Date: 2017-06-15 06:54 pm (UTC)You assume a clear conscience is something I desire.
[Maketh has learned to live with herself. It hurts sometimes, but she endures. The look she gives Doctor Brennan is not especially gentle.]
Even if I give you all the information you're looking for, it will not help. The people responsible will not face justice, for this or any other crime. Measures have been taken to assure that.
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Date: 2017-06-15 10:05 pm (UTC)[Oh Maketh. Brennan has been through far too much for a look to rattle her in any way.]
We'll decide if it will help or not, but either way, someone will know the truth. It will not die with you.
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Date: 2017-06-16 04:51 pm (UTC)Itani and the others probably died in the air. It wasn't hard to arrange accidents back then.
[It's said without affect, just a simple fact.]
As far as I know, Kareem was the only one who survived hitting the ground. But he was the squad leader, and he was popular. Had a way with people.
[Maketh drops her eyes for a moment, then composes herself. She liked Kareem. She misses him still.]
Of course the instructors were going to make an example of him. They dragged him back.
[She's quiet for a moment. Too long.]
The other flight cadets beat him to death.
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Date: 2017-06-16 10:54 pm (UTC)This is a lot more information than Brennan expected to get. She listens, comparing Maketh's story to what the victims' bones say.]
Yes. His bones showed damage consistent with a brutal beating. [And with all the fractures and their lack of remodeling, it had been easy to determine that one of them had been his cause of death.] And hers showed post-mortem fractures.
[The others will show the same, when they find them.]
You've done a good thing for them, by telling me this. This honors their memory. For however long you have left to live, you'll have access to the library, and you can rest assured that what you've told me will be written up.
[And maybe someday, justice will be served.]
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Date: 2017-06-16 11:23 pm (UTC)Maketh watches Brennan for a long moment. Most people would have offered some empty reassurance about the quality of her life - of course she'd survive, she had nothing to worry about, nothing bad ever happened to anyone in prison. But this is honest. This is real.
How refreshing.]
You are an odd woman. I think I would have liked you, in a different life.
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Date: 2017-06-17 02:41 am (UTC)The different life bit is new, though. But reincarnation is as much a myth as the resurrection of a carpenter turned preacher, so--]
Oh. You mean that metaphorically. If our lives had been different and we had crossed paths -- if you were not in prison and I were... in any number of other professions -- then perhaps we might have gotten along or even have been friends. [She considers it a moment, tilting her head a little, then gives a quick nod and a slight smile.] Perhaps.
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Date: 2017-06-17 02:46 am (UTC)[She can even use a simile when it amuses her. Generally it doesn't. But the option remains. Maketh nods slowly.]
Goodbye, Doctor Brennan. I hope your answers suit you.
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Date: 2017-06-17 01:44 pm (UTC)[Brennan... She's trying so hard.]
They do, yes. Thank you. I'll have my partner begin processing the paperwork for you. A copy will be given to you as proof.
[She stands and regards Maketh for a moment -- yes, she seems like someone Brennan might have liked, if their lives had been different. But this is where they are, this is who they are. They will never see each other again.]
Goodbye, Ms. Tua.
[With another small smile, she heads out of the interrogation room to make good on her part od the bargain.]