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    Alessia smirked she was liking this silence much better. She would eventually give her agent the ability to talk again, once Alessia had calmed down some more. When she got the message from her agent she sighed and spoke up. "Yes, we will be making camp soon in the tent. We're still a few days away from the first cache checkpoint." She continued to move forward through until they came to a nice ice shelf. The area they were in now had uneven green with small crevices everywhere. Alessia stopped the snowmobile next to one of the ice crevices before turning off the snowmobile.

    She got off the snowmobile and did a quick stretch. "You may talk again. But watch your tongue, lest you want to sleep outside dog." Alessia walked to the edge of the crevice and looked down. It wasn't huge, only went down about ten feet into the ground. It was relatively thin but it would make for good cover against the harsh winds while they slept. Alessia turned to the side of the snowmobile and pulled off some of the survival supplies that were folded compactly into it. She first pulled out the tent and threw it down into the crevice before hopping down in after it.

    At the bottom, she took some hooks out of the tent and started to put up a shelter in a different way it was meant to be used. The crevice was only a few feet wide so she put hooks in on each side before tying the tent to the hooks to make a sort of tarp above her head. While part of the tent was very taught over here, providing a roof from the wind, the rest of it fell down limply to create some very light walls. She took the extra hooks and hooked the loose parts of the tent into the walls of the crevice. It took her maybe half an hour to get the shelter set up, but once it was done it was more reliable than just the tent by itself. The floor was the ice and snow still, but the walls and roof above her head were the double layers of the unopened tent.

    She walked out from the very small shelter. It was only six feet tall, three wide and six feet long. She looked at the top of the crevice before jumping and grabbing the top with her hand. Pulling herself up she looked at her Agent. "The shelter is set up. Should be slightly warmer than just using the tent out in the open. You hungry?"
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    They came to a stop in the clearing with Alessia setting up the tent in the crevice. It was a good location Helena gave her that. It would give them cover from both the weather and anyone looking for them. Maybe Alessia wasn't as naive as Helena thought. While the heiress set the tent up Helena went to the snow mobile pulling out a large silver cloth, in the same compartment she discovered a cross bow and grabbed that too. Inside another compartment she found some sleeping bags and other supplies. She slung the bow over her shoulder then draped the cloth over the snowmobile. As soon as it was in place the cloth took the appearance of the area around them completely concealing the snowmobile. She took the supplies to the crevice and dropped them in for Alessia.

    Next Helena took the cross bow and looked around the clearing, it was an open area with a little vegetation. That would help to draw any sort of game to them. They did have rations but while they were editable they far from tasting good. It reminded Helena of crewing on cardboard. She would much rather find something to hunt. The caribou they had seen earlier would have been good but that much meat would take too long to cut up and they wouldn't be able to carry much of it. A smaller animal would work much better, they could get a meal or two out of it.

    As if on cue a medium size rabbit ran by her stopping to eat a little bit of the grass that was there. Helena raised the crossbow up taking aim at the rabbit. A sound came from the crevice startling the rabbit but not enough for it to run. She lined up her shot then pulled the trigger the bolt flying across and hitting the rabbit. Helena turned to the crevice noticing the sound that startled the rabbit was Alessia climbing out. She asked if Helena was hungry, rather than answering Helena walked over to the rabbit lifting it up, "Yeah, I suppose you want me to get fire wood too?" Helena said, pulling the bolt out of the rabbit then tossing the animal to Alessia.



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    "Go for it. I'll start gutting the rabbit and skinning it so that it can start being cooked by the time you get back." She was still annoyed with the agent but less so now. She took the rabbit from the agent, but before letting her go to gather firewood, Alessia spoke up again. "Let me make myself awfully clear about our situation. Your job, is to kill who I say to kill, and injure who I say to order. Each agent specializes in something different. You know the rebels better than any of my agents. Each agent has a job to do in relation to progressing my domination forward. Inside city safety, outside scouting and resource hunting, information war, you get the message. Your job is external threats. Beasts, monsters, rebels. That is to say, I have you agents to simply make my job easier. As you saw earlier, I am very much capable of getting my hands dirty. I don't need you to kill the rebels and destroy them. I am very much capable of doing it myself if I wish to. I simply choose to not devote all of my resources into hunting them down. Focus on one enemy too much and the others fester and gain power. Agents are the way to give extra resources to the hunt of each enemy. You may think I am evil and I may think your friends are evil. One thing I hope you can agree with me though is the more you resist, the more you fight back and try to get small victories, the more people will die." With that she turned her back to Helena, and carrying the rabbit in her arms, jumped back down into the small crevice.

    She took a knife out and started to carve a sort of mixing bowl into the ice. She started to cut, and skin, and gut the rabbit, putting different parts into the bowl and leaving other parts out. She has carved multiple ice bowls into the ground and walls in order to store the different parts of the rabbit temporarily. She put guts into one of the bowls and meat into another. Organs shared a bowl with the guts and she took the fur that she had skinned off and threw it into a small bag before starting to chop some of the organs and guts.
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    While collecting the wood, Helena thought about Alessia and how she tried to put the death of that man on her. She was cruel and twisted but she wasn't right. Helena wouldn't let her move the blame to her. This was war against the corporation and that man was a soldier. He knew what he had signed up for. It didn't make it any better but she hadn't killed that man. Alessia had. After gathering enough wood to make a fire that would create enough heat for dinner and to keep them warm through the night. She dropped down into the crevice setting it down as she gathered some rocks to make a fire ring. She piled up the wood then used some flint to start it. It took a short amount time all the while she didn't say anything to Alessia who was still working with the rabbit.

    Once it was done she walked over to Alessia standing before her. “You can try to push the blame wherever you want, whatever it takes to help you sleep at night, you may be fooling yourself but no one else.” Helena said, then turned back to the gear she had thrown down to begin setting it up. She stopped though and turned back to Alessia, “Just so we are clear, I will never stop fighting you anyway I can find. It may seem like a small an insignificant gesture but I will never give in to you and I will fight you every step of the way.” With that she turned her back to Alessia and grabbed the gear pulling out a couple of sleeping bags.



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    "You speak like you know the rebels can do better. Have you ever thought once on whether they can do better? They've killed those who were simply on the opposing side of them. Those who fought for what they believed in or fought for a better day. Even if I am evil, are those who fight for me because they have to considered evil. Take a look at those in the rebels. I'll admit they are strong for surviving in the frozen hell of the wasteland. I wonder though, if you have enough resources to help all of the weak." She looked back to the rabbit and finished with the gutting and preparing of it, before tossing different guts into the pot. She grabbed some of the snow around them and threw them into the pot as well to let it all boil and cook. A fatty broth quickly started to form and fill the pot.

    "My people lack the resources to make the world a better place. Our location in the world provides us little resources. Snow, something any dome in the world can get, is our trade. We mined it originally because others were too lazy too. Eventually our dome split into two main factions. My faction believed in the development of new technology to progress our capabilities of a dome, and advance our technology of the mining of snow. Eventually we got to the point where we got so good at the mining of snow that we capitalized on it. For a while, the dome prospered at the influx of wealth." Alessia started to grab some of the meat that she had chopped up and threw it into the melting pot now.

    "That was many generations ago. Enough generations that the time before that is now forgotten. We still live in the age of in-fluxed cash, a time better than the one before. But people have grown used to this time. All those who live now only know of this form of time. So as always we grow discontent with the way things are. Rebels form, wanting more, and factions do their best to keep up. Change is slow, and can only occur when the right chess pieces are in the right places. Rebels started to occur when my father was a child. His best choice was not to change our faction but prepare it for change. Set plans into the process of being prepared. Even now, those plans have not yet come to fruit. Not everything that is needed for them is available yet. Now our bio-dome is split into two factions again. The one about expanding the rich and the one about expanding the power. My faction, wishes to expand the power of our bio-dome. We know that if we stay only mining the snow we will never get the resources that we need to progress any further. More resources means better capabilities to the dome. More resources means better care of all people. What the wealthy have now will be given to the poor, as new stuff is given to the wealthy." She watched the pot as it continued to cook, making sure it didn't cook too much before putting the hot pot into a bed of snow to rapidly cool it off.

    "I don't care if you follow me, the devil incarnate. If you truly wish to create a better place though, you'll help me. Things will never be equal for everyone. There will always be the poor, the middle class, and the rich. Get rid of the rich and they rebel. Keep the rich and the poor rebel. Whichever path you choose you are called the evil one. I'll accept being the devil and being hated. My job isn't to be liked or loved, its to take care of my people." Alessia smiled behind her helmet. "Your job is to make sure I live and that my plans come to fruition. You don't have to agree with me or the plans. Fight every little battle if you want, even if its just to prove you will always resist, my plans will succeed. As I said, change will only occur when the right pieces are on the board and to say the least, with obtaining you, I finally have the last piece I need to start the checkmate."
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    “I know the world isn't perfect and a perfect world could never exist. If you think that is what the rebels are fighting for you are even more clueless than I thought. Will the rebels run the dome better? I don't know but what we are fighting for is the right to make those choices for ourselves good or bad.” Helena said, throwing out the two sleeping bags. She laid them down side by side knowing they would keep warmer if they zipped the two together and shared but she wasn't feeling like suggesting it. Helena could stand the bitter cold and would deal with it rather than to have to cuddle with Alessia.

    “I wouldn't expect someone who has never lived on the wrong side of the sector to understand. Ninety-five percent of the people born in the slums never leave the slums and those that do are never allowed to forget where they come from. Those few lucky if you can call them that who get out live as slaves working to serve their betters.” Helena said, sitting down next to Alessia watching her fix what was coming to look like a stew. “What we are fighting for is a chance to make it on our own. We don't want to live on the scraps of the wealthy. That is why people flee the dome and live with the rebels, there they have a chance to make something of their own.”



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