The ARC - Thursday, London

It was the day of the interview and after being picked up and driven to the ARC, Christine arrived at 10:00 sharp and set up in an empty conference room to conduct her interviews. Cutter was trying to not show how nervous he was about this, he hadn’t slept much at all last night and he was pretty sure he was going to mess this up. Christine called Connor in to the room first, leaving Cutter to wait outside with Becker. Once Connor was facing opposite her at the table, she made a big show of taking out a recorder and placing it in the table. She turned it on and stared at Connor, she waited a few more minutes to make it even more uncomfortable, “tell me Mr. Temple do you know why you’re here?” ( Christine wasn't going to stop )

[preplayed with the amazing anomaly_research_nerd. CW for mentions of torture. NFB for distance but OOC welcome!

Lester's Apartment - London, Thursday Evening

Cutter barely remembered anything from the last few hours, since his interview with Christine, he had gone to the med bay with Connor to get his hand and finger checked out - luckily they weren’t broken, his hand would have some bruising and his finger was dislocated so he wouldn’t be able to use his hands much and he was going to have to wear his hand braces again for a few days to help keep them steady. He didn’t like the idea of having to wear his braces again, even for only a few days, it felt like a major step backwards. After he had been checked out by the team’s medical staff, Lester had insisted that they spend a couple of days in his apartment, away from the ARC and less chance of running into Christine again. So they were now at Lester’s apartment with Becker, who was providing security but after everything with Christine he wasn’t letting them out of his sight until they got to Fandom. Lester had decided that everyone needed a break and he had ordered Chinese takeaway since he knew how much Connor and Cutter liked it and after the day they'd had, he knew they needed something nice and comforting right then. Cutter sat numbly on Lester’s couch the Chinese food in front of him, it was the same couch he had stayed in when he and Connor had originally stayed after the hospital but he found he couldn’t eat. He just stared blankly at his wonton soup but all he could do was stare at his now braced hands. ( Cutter was tired of this )

[preplayed with the amazing anomaly_research_nerd. NFB for distance but OOC welcome!]