“We could keep her,” Imp spoke.
“We kept Amethyst.”
Regent shook his head, “Nope. There are drawbacks to this, and one of them is that I lose control of anyone I’m controlling while I sleep.
Called it!
Better to get rid of her on my terms than have her trying to shoot me in the throat while I take a nap.”
The electrical cage idea has its problems too.
“And it’s kind of fucked up,” I spoke.
“I thought you were all-in,” Regent said.
Oh yeah, someone mentioned Taylor being uncomfortable with what Regent was doing as one of the pieces of evidence for him being the one controlling Shadow Stalker – back then, I thought she was just referring to the torture, not the intended result of it.
“I am. But that doesn’t mean I’m an idiot,” I retorted. “This kind of mind control-”
“Body control,” Regent interrupted, his tone bored, “Her mind still belongs to her.”
Which only makes it more fucked up, given the “I have a mouth and I still can’t fucking scream” aspect of it.
“Semantics. This kind of mind control is pretty high up there on the scale of fucked upness. People are going to respond to that. It might be the nudge they need to start responding to us with lethal force.
Eesh, I suppose so. That’s not something we want.
Think of how different tonight would have played out if Dragon and Miss Militia hadn’t held back.”
Dragon would’ve been able to pulverize them all with a few shots of the bigger stuff.
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