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7. meeting

Who the fuck was called Ass, seriously?
A really tall woman, apparently.
When Sylver woke up again she found two brown female eyes looking back at her. The woman was so tall that Sylver couldn't only concentrate on the eyes, which bothered her deeply.
She had bright blonde hair that went down to her ellbows, very thin eyebrows, eyes that were apart a little too much, making her look a little bit alien, a small nose and a broad mouth with thin lips. Her age was difficult to guess, but Sylver assumed her to be around 30. Her hips were broad and her shoulders slim, but her arms were muscular, and it was obvious that underneath her almost skintight white overall she probably could kick quite some ass.
Speaking of.
"Ah good, you're awake! My work is a bitch and a half if my... patients, I guess...? are not awake! I'm Ass, happy to make your acquaintance! And yes, I could find out in an instant what your name is, but I prefer to ask first, just out of... you know... it just is the right thing to do, yes?", she said with a really high voice.
She was kind of bubbly. Sylver disliked her already.
"T... test", Sylver began, rasping a bit, but otherwise her voice worked, "My name is Sylver, with a 'Y'. Why are you called Ass?"
"Ah yes, the first question I hear from everyone who gets to know me. Never 'How are you, Ass?', always 'Why are you, Ass?'. I'm used to it, I chose that name after all, but I was younger then. Not that I would change it though.", she said with much more sadness in her voice than she probably had intended to let through, "Anyhow, I have a special ability you see? I can read people's past, read what happened to them, see what made them the way they are now. And I make my... patients...? relive these moments. What we look at is up to me, so I can control if a memory breaks or mends someone. Creepy? Maybe. But I am the way I am. Anyhow, whenever I scanned a guy, just by flying over the memories, I saw that almost half of the time there were the same thoughts. 'Look at this ass, look at that ass, nice ass, big ass, just so many... sexual thoughts, so much discrimination and narrow-mindedness... so when I got to choose a name, I chose Ass. So that every male person I would tell this story to would feel ashamed, and so every female would feel stronger! Also, I love donkeys."
Wow.
Just... wow.
"So you're here to do the same? To check what exactly happened? To find what Matt was unable to find?", Sylver asked, making that wide mouth smile.
"I see now why they kept you. I was given no details, I'm just some underling in Squad 0 after all, but, then again, I don't need details!", Ass smiled, "Shall we begin?"
Ass leaned forward, her hand reaching for Sylver's head.
"Wait!", Sylver tried to call, but she sounded more like a dying donkey (hehe) and she came into a coughing fit. But Ass waited.
When Sylver had calmed down enough she wheezed, "You're a part of Squad 0? You're an Outcast? Since when? I never saw you when your group went on a raid..."
Ass smile grew. "So you've heard of us? You even saw us? How did you survive? Eyelash never misses out on anyone...", Ass started ecstatic, but she ended with a thoughtful note.
"I only heard of you and saw recordings of how you... worked... I never before saw you in person, but the few times I saw you or heard of you there was no mention of a tall woman. So how come? Are you new? I can't imagine someone with your skillset being left behind. And who are the others? Matt I have seen from afar I think, it is hard to tell on recordings and in full gear. And next to him I saw a smaller person, a woman I think, and a really bulky guy."
Ass put the thumb of her right hand on her chin and her index finger on the corner of her mouth. She was thinking about something that eluded Sylver, as, no matter if she was new or not, she should at least know the names of her squadmembers.
"I suppose I can tell you. I mean, there'll be a meeting with the others anyways if you are what Matt told me you could be. And if not you'll meet the bulky guy at least, before he kills you! Let's start with my humble self. I am not always on field duty, you see. My skills are exquisit, and they need a little bit more time than most others to work. So I only get to tag along if there needs to be an interrogation of someone with a stronger mind, or someone with a broken mind, like yourself! Then there is Matt. He is our captain and he does captain stuff, mostly organising everything, keeping Wildcards in check, and he goes on every mission without fail, even though his poweroutput in combat is... well... lower than mine. But damn, is he not an attractive man? A hard case to crack, but some day I will manage, I have to! Hihi! ... Anyhow, the bulky guy always next to Matt is called Snuff. He just has bodyguard duties, but he doesn't see much action. He is fine with that though I think. He doesn't like violence, haha! And he is one smart broken cookie, that one. Be careful with him, and never expect an answer. He never talks. But oh, he listens! Onwards, the small woman is Eyelash. She is creepy, I don't like her really... she just is our scout, but since she... nah I can't, sorry... you'll meet her soon enough if you survive. Jolly thoughts. Now that I think of it, Eyelash could find the infos Matt needs more easily... she is the tracker after all... but Matt depends on quality over quantity on the hard cases, and oh, I respect that! Okay, let's see... we have the captain, the guard, the tracker, the mastermind, or should I call myself the mindmaster? I'm not sure... then we have the wildcard, and... well, you've heard of us. You know that our other members change like the wind! And I have been the first person to have been picked up by Matt almost 10 years ago! He had just joined The Cave and been made a captain immediately, but he didn't want just anyone to join. He chose me after just three training sessions! Only three! Snuff he picked up on our way to a first small raid about two weeks later, and the three of us were successful immediately, but Snuff was too kind, and we ended up taking three other henchmen with us. And that is just how it went, sometimes only us three would return, and only after five years we picked up Eyelash, and since then we didn't really get another new squadmember that stayed for longer than a month or a raid, whatever happened first. And yeah, that is the story of Squad 0!", Ass elaborated, "But now let's get on with this! I am eager to see what speciality Matt brought me!"
"Just one thing!", Sylver raised her voice a millimetre away from Ass touching her face, "Who is the wildcard you mentioned? You didn't explain..."
Ass lifted a thin eyebrow, and with a soft chuckle she said, "Oh, that... his name is Wildcards, and you really, really don't want to meet him, at least not if Matt isn't around. But even then... even I, the mindmaster, damn, I lo-o-ove the sound of that, am of the opinion that some knowledge should better stay hidden! Now stop changing the topic!"
Ass touched Sylver's cheek, and the whole fucking event started from the beginning.