The fourth time she closed the distance, she leaped up to a spot behind Amy and caught hold of Amy’s wrist. Amy jerked as the hold interrupted her forward momentum. She screamed, her legs buckling under her.
Well, fuck.
Siberian took her time, grabbing at Amy’s other wrist, then prying at her fingers. Three were already missing segments, and Siberian seized the index finger. Slowly, inexorably, she guided the finger to her mouth, her lips parting. Amy thrashed, but couldn’t free herself from Siberian’s grip.
Looks like Siberian is getting the point.
“Shouldn’t we do something?” Sundancer asked. Her hand trembled as she lowered the binoculars.
Ah, okay, so this is visible.
I wasn’t sure how useful Sundancer was going to be, on several levels. Our group consisted of Trickster, Grue, Tattletale, Sundancer and myself, with two of Bitch’s dogs to get us from A to B.
I mean, Siberian’s monochrome body is immune to Sundancer’s power, and it’s prone to causing collateral damage, but maybe something about her knowledge or personality could be worthwhile.
What I’m curious about is why Ballistic isn’t here. He sounds very useful for taking out Siberiman if the bugs fail, like how he was supposed to take out Cherish.
Maybe they don’t trust him to go through with it after that failure, not realizing he was being manipulated?
The seven of us were gathered behind the wall of a ruined building, a considerable distance from Siberian.
Oh, good, so they’re not completely without cover.
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