SOMEONE HAS TO DO IT
I'd had a few brushes with how absolutely power could corrupt. The Wardens were built on solid, idealistic principles, but somewhere along the way some of us—maybe even a lot of us—had lost the mission. There were a few faithful, altruistic ones left (I didn't dare count myself among them).
It's never been my job, or my nature, to worry about whether or not what I was doing was right in the grand scheme of things. I'm a foot soldier. A doer, not a planner. I like being useful and doing my job well, and so far as the lasting satisfaction goes, owning a killer wardrobe and bitchin' shoes doesn't hurt.
I never wanted to be in an ethical struggle. It shouldn't be my job to decide who's right, who's wrong, who lives, who dies. It shouldn't be anybody's job, but most especially not mine. I'm not deep. I'm not philosophical. I'm a girl who likes fast cars and fast men and expensive clothes, not necessarily in that order.
But you do the job you're handed.
SUMMARY: Weather Warden Joanne Baldwin protected the human race from monster storms but died and was reborn as a Djinn. Now restored to her original form. she's throwing the dice to stop an infinitely powerful, deeply disturbed kid from bringing on a new ice age. Original.
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SOMEONE HAS TO DO IT I'd had a few brushes with how absolutely power could corrupt. The Wardens were built on solid, idealistic principles, but somewhere along the way some of us—maybe even a lot of us—had lost the mission. There were a few faithful, altruistic ones left (I didn't dare count myself among them). It's never been my job, or my nature, to worry about whether or not what I was doing was right in the grand scheme of things. I'm a foot soldier. A doer, not a planner. I like being useful and doing my job well, and so far as the lasting satisfaction goes, owning a killer wardrobe and bitchin' shoes doesn't hurt. I never wanted to be in an ethical struggle. It shouldn't be my job to decide who's right, who's wrong, who lives, who dies. It shouldn't be anybody's job, but most especially not mine. I'm not deep. I'm not philosophical. I'm a girl who likes fast cars and fast men and expensive clothes, not necessarily in that order. But you do the job you're handed. SUMMARY: Weather Warden Joanne Baldwin protected the human race from monster storms but died and was reborn as a Djinn. Now restored to her original form. she's throwing the dice to stop an infinitely powerful, deeply disturbed kid from bringing on a new ice age. Original.