Sr. Fernandez/Tey: "The Mission"

[aztechnologist]

Aztechnology had a... problem. A significant one, one that was a thorn in their side for some time now. It was the Yucatan Peninsula, a constant drain on the company's resources and manpower for years now. They were hoping to cut some of it down now, but... Sr. Fernandez had no illusions about how much he'd be able to do. The best he could do was to staunch some of the bleeding. Tend some of the wounds. Perhaps make a few inroads. Otherwise? There wasn't much two Awakened people could do.

That was why he led Tey through one of the Aztechnology base camps. The people they walked by were wounded, exhausted, and some were showing the signs of strain. They were isolated in a jungle that was full of nature spirits and other things that wanted to kill them, and there was only so much strain they could take before it got to them.

As Fernandez escorted Tey into one of the hospital bays, he offered a weak smile. "So... this is why I asked you to come work for me on such short notice. I'll be needing you to help me with... a lot of healing. For a little while, anyway."

Comments

[aztechnologist]

"I don't think it would end well, no," he answered with a quiet laugh. Not that he had any problems with shamanic magic per se, since he was a bit of a syncretist, but it just wasn't his thing. He didn't like the idea of anything being greater than himself, something that he could neither understand nor control.

Besides, his mind worked in such a logical manner that shamanic magic wouldn't work so well for him.

"It won't involve anything like that," he answered with a quiet laugh, "and that should be enough. I'm glad we could come to an agreement, Tey. Do you think you can be ready tomorrow at sunset?"