“Hmm?”

“You’re planning something.  Something you’re wanting to keep a secret, and it’s big.”

Yep, here we go. Can’t keep this from the Undersiders, Jirector.

“Tattletale, you’ve been observing and gathering information on the PRT for some time now.  Do you think I’m a stupid woman?”

“Stupid?  No.  Genius?  No.”

Not smart enough to have figured out how Tattletale works.

There was the sound of a dry laugh from the other end of the phone.  “No, I admit that’s true.  But I’d like to think I’m resourceful.  I’m fighting in a ring where my opponents are bigger, stronger, smarter, faster and better equipped than I am, and the cost of failure on my end is far greater than it is for any of you.  You understand?

Because she’s not (just) fighting for the heroes against villains, she’s fighting for the mundanes against parahumans.

In retrospect I like that that’s the kind of person who breaks the Rules of the Game for (in their own view) good. The Game is between the parahumans, turning the world of the mundane folks into a playground for demigods. That’s what she’s fighting against. She’s not following the Rules of the Game because she’s fighting against the Game itself.

Incidentally, I just lost a different Game.

I’m competent, and I wouldn’t waste my time trying to pull the wool over your eyes.”

Not if you actually thought it was a waste of time.

“So?”

“No secrets.  I’d planned to bait you here with the same subtle offers of information you praised me for earlier, but you’re here anyways, so I’ll tell you what I’m planning.

Fair enough! At least this way we can skip the Undersiders trying to figure it out for themselves while we readers already know.

In a matter of minutes, we firebomb the area where the main group of the Nine are situated.”

So the area where the other half of the Undertravelers are. I guess even with Siberian… hindered… the rush to get over there and extract the others is still on.

“That’s insane,” I spoke.

And she hasn’t even mentioned which bombs they’re using yet.

“Was that Skitter?”

“Yeah,” Battery replied.

“It’s necessary, Skitter,” the Director told me.

To take out the Nine, maybe. The rest of the targets being involved is just a massive dick move.

Also, how much have you done for any civilians that might be nearby?

Leave a comment