We reached the alley, Angelica found footing on the wall, and then made her way safely to the ground.
As we landed heavily, I fell from Angelica’s back. My hands were stiff from the deathgrip I’d just maintained, and my legs were a wreck.
Still, hard to complain.
Heh. Yeah, could’ve gone a lot worse.
“You okay?” Tattletale called out.
“Yeah. You guys?”
“Not so hot,” Grue replied.
Well, at least he admits it now.
He was leaning against a wall, with Tattletale at his side. Darkness radiated from every part of his body but his chest, and I could see how he’d unzipped his jacket to investigate the damage. He was bleeding from the cuts on his chest.
Ouch. 
“Fuck, I knew you weren’t good to go!” I struggled to my feet and rushed to his side. “You pull your stitches already?”
“Other things to worry about!” Regent called out. “Incoming.”
Rune again?
I looked, and sure enough, Night and Fog were striding into the alleyway.
Ahh. Shit.
Night sported high heeled boots that clicked as she walked, and there was the gender difference, but the two were otherwise very similar.
Fighting in high heels strikes me as impractical, but her choice.
Cloaks, cowls, no logos or other decoration. Gray for him and black for her.
Hm. That’s what Rune was wearing, too. We haven’t heard anything about an E88 uniform. Is Rune their daughter?
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