“Grue!” Tattletale leapt from her seat. “What happened?”
“Ran across Hookwolf, Stormtiger and Cricket. Those three like to cut people,” Grue spoke. “We were lucky to get away as intact as we did.”
Huh, I suppose that is the common thread between them, besides being E88ers under Purity’s command.
“Sit,” I ordered Grue. Hissing between his teeth, he pulled off his jacket, then turned his attention to his T-shirt, which was sticking to his chest with the blood that had leaked from the cuts. Rather than have to remove his helmet and drag the cloth over his injured chest and arm, he tore his shirt where it had been cut, and pulled it off in tatters.
He may not want to date Taylor, but at least he’ll rip his shirt off for her.
He sat down, shirtless, his helmet on. I began getting the stuff out to clean his wounds[.]
“Did you guys run into trouble?” Grue asked.
“Just enough that we’ve been getting a little restless. Bitch took down some thugs, but they scattered, and word’s probably out that we’re in the area.”
Hm. I guess that means Purity will be prepared, but that was the case anyway, considering she practically invited them.
“Purity?” He asked.
“She’s out there,” Regent spoke, in his characteristic distracted, disaffected manner, “We saw the lights and heard the noise as she was knocking down more buildings. She moved away from this area a little while ago.”
At least she didn’t go after this church. Might not be a coincidence – murderous rage or not, I can imagine Purity maybe being somewhat Christian, although she’s certainly not acting in the spirit of the religion.
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