“They’re not answering,” Tattletale reported, as she lowered the phone from her ear. “They’re already engaged.”
Well fuck.
Also, looks like we’re going the route I described at the end of the intro post.
“You fucking idiot. I swear,” Trickster stabbed one finger in her direction, “If Ballistic dies because you fucking gave it away-”
I was about to question him mentioning specifically Ballistic, but then I remembered that Genesis isn’t actually in danger.
Also it sounds like Tattle’s stunt was not part of the plan. This is a thing I’ve pointed out as a recurring flaw of hers before – her stunts keep putting others in danger without her meaning to.
I could see Tattletale’s eyes narrow, “My power told me there was a damn good chance she’d just run for it. Eighty, ninety percent.”
It seems to have missed the chance that she’d use the faster tactic.
Maybe it’s Bonesaw. Maybe Lisa hasn’t noticed the relationship between the two of them (though she’s seen them together, which might be enough), and that’s what threw her power off the trail regarding just how motivated Siberian would be to get back to the others?
“Well, your power was wrong, wasn’t it?” Trickster retorted.
Tattletale ignored him, looking at me, “Anything? Can you find him?”
No such luck yet, I’d imagine.
I shook my head. “No. I think he might be in a vehicle, so he can keep up with Siberian. I realized it late, I haven’t been looking for one this whole time, but I’m sweeping the area now.”
Right, that.
“Shouldn’t we go?” Sundancer asked. “We can go help Ballistic and your team.”
Yeah, what are you all standing around here for? Thank you, Sunny, you’re really the Travelers’ voice of reason.
“Would love to,” Grue said, “But Bitch warned us about using her dogs past the fifteen minute mark.
What?
Why?
It’s wearing off, they’re getting smaller and weaker, and if it gets to the point that they’re not comfortable carrying the load, they may lash out.”
Ohh, because she’s not there to keep it going. Fair enough, that makes sense.
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