”Noelle, “ Trickster said, “You’ve asked to be included more. I thought you’d be okay with this?”
She nodded.
“Left to right, we have Grue, Regent, Skitter, Bitch and Tattletale.”
Hello!
By the way, are the doggos in here too? I would think so.
There wasn’t a flicker of a smile or any interest on her face until she heard that last name. “Tattletale?”
Ah, yes. The one who was supposed to be contacted to help her, of course she recognizes that name.
“Noelle,” Tattletale spoke, “It’s nice to finally meet you. Listen, I’m working on your situation. Coil’s filled me in on the basics and I’m chasing down some leads, but something’s come up with the Slaughterhouse Nine, and everything’s on hold until we can be sure they won’t try to kill us in the meantime.”
I don’t know why I ever thought Tattle was the type to not lie, just spin the truth. She’s a damn good liar when she goes in for it.
I could see Trickster tense. Was Noelle so high strung or desperate that she’d throw a tantrum over being asked to wait?
…honestly, I could believe that.
“Coil was telling the truth,” Noelle said, in a small voice, “You can help?”
“Honestly? I don’t know. But I’m a fucking genius when it comes to getting answers, and Coil’s got all the resources in the world. If there’s help to be had, we’ll give it to you.”
She’s not lying anymore.
“How soon before you know?”
“No idea. I don’t think it’ll be as fast as you want, but it’s doable, and it won’t take so long that you should give up.”
That’s a good thing to say. 🙂
“Okay.”
“In the meantime,” Trickster cut in, giving Tattletale a thumbs-up gesture from a position outside of the laptop’s field of view, “We need our old field commander’s brain on the Slaughterhouse Nine sitch.”
Ah, so she did have the sort of role Tattletale originally wanted before this started happening. Whatever this is. Makes sense.
So what’s Oliver’s role? New field commander?
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