Sense8: The 121 Cluster

The Significance of The Number Eight

Fernanda

Log Date 21 09 24

"What are you doing?" Yumi looks at me and crosses her arm as they lean against the wall of my bedroom. The others and I came rushing when we realized she's about to murder a bunch of people. Waleed, Asaad and I may be used to something like that, but the others aren't. That's not my issue though, my issue is that this is illegal.

"You know you're committing a crime? One that could get you locked up for quite a long time, right?" The scene shifts with every movement I make around my bedroom, as if I were not only tidying my own room but also preparing for murder in Yumi's kitchen. I felt like an accomplice and it wasn't a great feeling.

"You don't know what they did!"

"Does it matter?" We're being careful, whatever these people had done, if they heard Yumi mention anything about taking their lives, the worst they could do is retaliate, and from the looks of it... they're definitely armed.

"Fernanda, I don't need your input, this is decided. You're a part of me now, either get with the program or pretend I don't exist."

They make a good point. This isn't even their first time doing this and I'm sure she'll be doing it again. I look at the others, who must've been listening for a while, and expect them to say something.

"She has a point." Asaad takes her side, "We don't know what they've done and technically we can't stop her... but sometimes..."

Nina continues for him, "...there comes a time when you have no choice but this." She looks up at him and smiles, hugging him with one arm.

"Y'all, do what you need, Waleed and I both have a flight to catch." They both wave goodbye and walk out the door. I nod my head and Yumi and the other two leave.

Waleed

I board the plane and look around for Thomas, waving to him when I see him, "So... you're finally going to Italy!" 

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it. I thought I'd be doing this internship for a while longer but it's time."

"And who's this guy you're meeting up with?" He asks me. I shuffle a bit, he's in my head so he'd definitely know, but I kind of don't really want to talk about it.

"Well, someone from my old high school, actually detouring to the UK for a week before Italy. You're literally on the flight, how do you not know...?" 

"Girl you just said Italy, I thought you were on the wrong flight!" The plane is empty except for a few spread out passengers, so Thomas has time to stay and talk. Not that he'd need to since we can visit each other. I ask him about any sensates he's ran into on his flights. I'd assumed he'd know a few by now but he shakes his head, "Just a little girl, anyone else would've somehow been able to hide it. We can talk to her if you want, but you won't be able to see her."

Thomas

"Hold on, I'll go call her over." The flight takes off and Waleed and I sit down as I zone out to visit her.

"Bella?"

"THOMAS!" She drops her phone and hugs me, I switch to the plane before she has time to look like a fool hugging thin air on her side, "What's up?!"

"Well, this person is in my cluster." I point to Waleed who's looking at me trying to act like they can see Bella, he waves, "We were wondering if we can ask you some things."

The scene changes and she's back on her phone, texting, "Yeah... last time that woman I met told me not to talk to you, but I don't mind."

"Great! Well, I wanted to ask about your cluster, for starters."