Adam couldn't really think of how to get the faction thing going.
It was a huge undertaking on his part. A mission he hadn't explicitly told the main people involved in—Bright, Duncan, Mara, and the rest. They knew he was building something. They didn't know the scale of what he was planning.
And honestly? He was way over his head.
Because in the end, it came down to something painfully simple.
Money.
Hard-earned currency. Liquid assets. Resource flow. Material backing that could transform their loose student cooperation into a structured, sustainable organization.
And as students—
they had none of it.
Adam had merit points, yes. The squad had pooled resources before when necessary. But merit points were Academy currency—excellent for purchasing cores, equipment, and training access.
Useless for building institutions.
Useless for hiring personnel outside campus jurisdiction.
