“I’m going after the kid,” I said.
“Minor, Brooks, escort her,” Lisa ordered.
Sounds like a decent party.
Maybe we’ll get some snark from Brooks at the corpses. I don’t know if even he’s that irreverent, though.
Speaking of which, I’d better brace for some gruesome descriptions.
On the other side of the mall, Newter had reached Skidmark and pounced for him. In reaction, Skidmark used his power to coat his cape in a layer of his power.
Ooh, that’s a very interesting use of the power. It essentially turns his cape into a weapon by virtue of it launching anyone who touches the coated side, which he can then swing at people. I like it.
Kinda risky, maybe, if it’s windy where he’s fighting (the wrong side of the cape might end up touching his own body), but he’s probably done this enough to have practiced control of the cape under windless circumstances like these current ones.
He raised it between himself and Newter. Newter was already airborne, unable to change course, but he had the presence of mind to hock a loogie into Squealer’s face.
Huh, nice!
He bounced off of the cape, knocking Skidmark back, and fell to the ground.
I appreciate that the boost from the cape doesn’t completely erase the momentum he already had.
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