“It’s not that complicated. Everything’s like wet clay, and I’m smudging it around.”
Huh. I like that metaphor.
Vista deemed her work done, started walking forward. Flechette followed, eyeing the distorted sidewalk at the edges of the effect.
Sounds like a good thing to pay attention to, especially if the edge of the sidewalk is made of bricks with dividing lines
every foot or so, perpendicular to the road.
“You’re powerful, kiddo,” Flechette said.
“Kinda.”
Heh, yeah.
I remember when Vista was first brought up back in Agitation, it was mentioned that getting ones powers early tended to make them stronger. I wonder when Vista got hers, and how.
“You could be one of the top dogs in the Protectorate, in five or six more years.”
Vista frowned, “They said the same thing about Dauntless.”
Dauntless died to Leviathan, didn’t he?
*search*
Yep, in 8.3.
So does that mean Vista isn’t sure she’ll survive that long?
“One of the Protectorate members who got killed, if I remember right?”
Vista nodded.
Flechette frowned, “That’s… unexpectedly dark, coming from you. Where did that come from?”
The depths of her mind, I suppose. Vista is not one to judge by her cover.
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