the analyst - (NEWT)

four.

"banishment?!" the girl exclaims, her knuckles turning white as she balled her hands into fists.

alby opens his mouth to interject but vince manages to get his point out before him, "actually... clint has a point. the girl doesn't have any friends anyways, she might as well be a liability. if she dies in the maze it's not like it'll matter to much to anyone-"

"oh slim it with that, will you!" newt's voice rings in everyone's ears, everyone tensing at the rage slicing through his words.

"he's right..." a feminine voice draws everyone out of their daze and vince howls a confused, "huh, me?!"

"it's a win-win. i'm an extra hand and increases our probability of getting out, and even if i die, i'll be like vince said; a liability." from beside her, she hears newt shuffle before he stomps out of the council room altogether. she stares at the door as it's hinges squeak, blinking in confusion.

alby, sighing in defeat runs his hand over his face before coming to a final decision; "all in favour for the greenie becoming a runner?"

she watches as frypan, winston, minho, vince, and clint raise their hand. she glances at gally who shook his head in annoyance, billy whom she imagined wouldn't want to bury another body despite his unsettling nature, and zart, who she didn't exactly know all too well, but he had a skeptical look on face.

"alright, then it's decided, you're all dismissed. yn, you're in minho's hands now."

while everyone had exited the building, yn waited outside the council room for minho. when he strides out she gives him a thankful smile.

"alright greenie, first-things-first, vince was wrong about you not having friends, you, me and newt are friends, alright?"

yn blinked in confusion, "we met four days ago-"

"just accept that we are friends."

"sorry."

"anyways, you're also sitting at the runners' table during every meal, we usually discuss mapping and new areas. i'll show you around the map room after dinner so don't stray too far..." as minho explains her schedule for the day, she nods along, unable to let the excitement from bubbling in her stomach.

"-oh, and greenie?"

"hm?"

"being a runner needs guts... and if you have guts, you'd talk to newt and settle your childish... situation." when yn's eyes widen, she stutters to retort, but minho shuts her up, "consider it an initiation", and with that, he runs off to the maze doors with his fellow runners.

"what the hell does that have to do with me being a runner?!" she cries, flailing her arms up in the air childishly. when minho ignores her protests, she sighs and turns her head in various directions in search for the second-in-command.

when she overhears billy yelling a familiar name, her attention is driven to the deadheads, where billy is telling him to go back to doing his job in the gardens. yn quickly runs towards their direction but it slowly turns into a slow jog as her nerves start to get the better of her. her breath becomes shaky the closer she approaches and a cold sweat starts to travel down her back.

"um, billy, do you mind?" her voice seems to catch the two boys off guard and billy waves his arm in dismissal, mumbling curses towards newt and makes his way to the opposite side of the glade.