RP: Displeased Characters: Matt Time/Date: Night time, November 3 Location: Sekrit Lab Warnings/Rating: Matt Summary: Matt notices unpleasant things Status: Complete
He'd noticed Jaime's forest-search a few days prior, and he'd noticed that she'd apparently found the few spots the cameras didn't cover. He didn't think too much of it -- it wasn't like they could live in those spots, and if they wanted to have secret meetings ... well, there was still audio coverage.
Except in the two spots that there wasn't.
It was in one of those spots that they were apparently erecting some sort of structure.
Entirely too many of them.
Entirely too large of a structure.
This was unpleasant, and Matt was far from thrilled with the turn of events. "Now you guys discover your ambition? Now?" He'd expected something, sure. He'd expected Chase to find the sharks -- which he had. He'd expected people to get a little happy and explore the island with intent of escape.
He didn't expect the fuckers to suddenly band together after months of existing in their own little pairs and trios. Or for the nearly-broken little mutant to get a bug up her ass and actually start doing things. This ... this wasn't good. What if they really did catch onto something?
Well, the obvious solution was to fix the blind spots ... but in order to do that, he'd need them off the island so they could work in peace. The assholes had guns now. That were loaded. Sure, it was funny when Jason got shot. Matt didn't think he'd be half as amused if he was the one getting shot.
He sighed as he keyed open the program on the computer that held the schedule. If he moved some things around, started their new pattern early, and ...
He grinned. And maybe let them go home for a day. Hell, maybe actually return some of them home like they'd planned originally. Set up the whole thing where the ones who'd so firmly coupled up could even go to one another's homes, and ... then oops, right back where they started from.
That was fine. They could build their little sanctuary on the beach. They'd just have to pay for it.