#why and who decided that injecting cv-a in unknowing participants was a good idea

[nonsupe-a]

the road to get to this point was a long one,      separate bends in their ways that was no doubt filled with various obstacles along this treacherous path.      it was no easy feat to find their way around them,     to dig themselves free from the dirt and ugly truths their government has tried to bury them under,      the lies fed to the media and the public,      the blood and god knows what unfathomable things that were “uncovered” with the so - called truth of their experiments,      of them.

shiloh,      for one,      was rather used to being lied to and about.      it came with the territory of his last occupation.     but he can’t imagine what it must be like on the outside,      can’t imagine what it is to be on the opposite side of this situation where these secrets are uncovered,      finding out almost everything you knew was a lie;   that your own people used you as a way in and took advantage of an opportunity,      of purposefully set blindness.     cv-a was not an isolated test and shiloh knew it from the start,      knew it even when he volunteered,      but the extend of its reach was beyond him.    he had no idea that there were others that were unknowingly receiving the same altering drug.      several steps above his paygrade,      far beyond his authority.

wood from the fire between them cracks and sends embers erupting into the sky before they cool and fall back to the earth.      night skies in montana are usually clear,      at least thats been his experience so far,      but this night there was a fair amount of cloud cover.      a storm is brewing over the mountains to the north of them,      often he can catch the bright flash of lightning and feel the rumble of thunder in his chest.     hours away from them and still he can feel the power and respect it demands from here.

“   when i was a kid,     my father said to me once ...    ”         he starts,     but first he takes a drag of the cigarette in hand,      exhaling the smoke in a long sigh before he continues his thought,          “   power isn’t control at all.      power is strength,      and giving that strength to others.   ”          another drag from the cigarette before he tosses what remains into the fire before them.      smoke falls as he speaks this time,          “   you have power.   ”      /      @ichormotel​,   for beau.

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