Hornet retired to her room at the Hourglass. She had left Jancis and Crofte with personal linkpearl connections to her. She would continue to help them in any way they needed, but as a friend purely. No longer a colleague.
"I accept your resignation."
Those had been Renauds words. A weak way to fire someone, Hornet thought. She had retained her Coral Sea issued linkpearl just long enough to learn the location of Crofte before she turned it over. Somehow she thought that being fired would upset her more. She'd been fired before though, and truth be joining the Coral Sea was a pipe dream at best. It was a risk they all took together.
It was never going to work out, really. The Sea's methods were to clean. Too proper and official. Hornet wanted to try and do some good their way but she couldn't help being who she is. That mean streak in her had been her undoing.
And Dhemgeim, stepping in front of Renaud like Hornet was going to attack him? That hurt, she'd admit. Hornet had a temper but she wasn't some raging animal. Hornet wasn't even really mad at Renaud. He was a prick, sure, but he had his decision and he stuck to it. And for him, it was the right one really. She couldn't even bring herself to be mad at Dhem. It's not like Dhem wasn't her boss as well. Of course she would tell Renaud everything Hornet had said to her. Confidence was for lovers. Not employers.
Hornet shed her armor and cleaned her face. Unemployed. She'd start looking for work in the morning, see what's out there. In the mean time she was free to act as she felt fit. Perhaps there was a group out there that was willing, truly willing, to do whatever it took to defend Eorzea. Rules and laws be damned. There would be a place for her.
Hornet knew she could never be the shining light of Eorzea. Leave that to people like Crofte or Warren. But she could be a knife in the dark. She could be the fear that keeps evil in check. She smiled at herself in the mirror.
"I accept your resignation."
Those had been Renauds words. A weak way to fire someone, Hornet thought. She had retained her Coral Sea issued linkpearl just long enough to learn the location of Crofte before she turned it over. Somehow she thought that being fired would upset her more. She'd been fired before though, and truth be joining the Coral Sea was a pipe dream at best. It was a risk they all took together.
It was never going to work out, really. The Sea's methods were to clean. Too proper and official. Hornet wanted to try and do some good their way but she couldn't help being who she is. That mean streak in her had been her undoing.
And Dhemgeim, stepping in front of Renaud like Hornet was going to attack him? That hurt, she'd admit. Hornet had a temper but she wasn't some raging animal. Hornet wasn't even really mad at Renaud. He was a prick, sure, but he had his decision and he stuck to it. And for him, it was the right one really. She couldn't even bring herself to be mad at Dhem. It's not like Dhem wasn't her boss as well. Of course she would tell Renaud everything Hornet had said to her. Confidence was for lovers. Not employers.
Hornet shed her armor and cleaned her face. Unemployed. She'd start looking for work in the morning, see what's out there. In the mean time she was free to act as she felt fit. Perhaps there was a group out there that was willing, truly willing, to do whatever it took to defend Eorzea. Rules and laws be damned. There would be a place for her.
Hornet knew she could never be the shining light of Eorzea. Leave that to people like Crofte or Warren. But she could be a knife in the dark. She could be the fear that keeps evil in check. She smiled at herself in the mirror.
