I cut the threads with my bugs and let the arm fall from the ceiling. More than one person was startled at the sudden drop and impact.
Heh.
“Throw the head and the arm into the ocean,” I said, to nobody in particular. “If you can find a boat, drop it somewhere deep.”
Come on, Amethyst, don’t drop those limbs in the sea like tha– oh, oh right, this isn’t Steven Universe.
“Okay,” Charlotte said, her voice quiet.
“I’m going to go. I’ll be using my bugs to watch for more trouble,” I said, as I began limping toward the door.
…where? You could use a patch up yourself after that battle. I understand why you don’t want to be here right now, but it seems like the place you should be.
I’d won. So to speak.
Taylor… please. Yes, four people got killed. That was not your fault, and once you found out about the threat, you did your darnedest to keep him from killing anyone else. This would’ve been an all-out massacre if you hadn’t been there. You did great, you won against all odds, and you really shouldn’t feel guilty about this one.
(Of course, Mannequin made your relief efforts out to be the reason he was doing it, but I honestly don’t know if I believe that at all.)
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