“After, Crawler!” Jack shouted, “You can fight him another time! Group meeting!”
Crawler hesitated, then loped over to their gathered circle. Burnscar lobbed a fireball high over their heads, and then dropped down from the airborne projectile to land in a crouch.
Heh, that’s a nice way to do it without setting fire to the ground around her allies.
Somewhere in the background, there were the screams and explosions of the fourth or fifth cycle of Bonesaw’s work. Of the crowd that had been gathered in the street, only stragglers remained.
These people are pretty damn deadly.
“I wanted to give you all a chance to cut loose before we got down to business,” Jack said. “It seems a teammate of two of our prospective members wants or wanted to strike a deal. Cherish, do you happen to know if she is still alive?”
“Y’know, just so I don’t have to say stuff like ‘wants or wanted’ all the time.”
“Tattletale lives. She’s very close to the buried girl right now.”
Oh, so they took her to Coil’s base, then. Seems reasonable.
“Oh, you hear that, Crawler? Your candidate and this Tattletale might be friends.”
“No,” Cherish said, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the group, “They barely know each other.”
It’s a small world.
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