“Right now, Mannequin and Crawler are attacking the Wards. Your sister is with them.”
Let’s see if Amy’s confidence is partially related to her having spent some of her off-screen time thinking over what Victoria said and deciding that “fuck it, maybe I don’t want her to be my sister either”.
I could see her expression change at hearing that.
“She’s tough, she’ll be okay.”
Okay, good, looks like she didn’t have that big piece of development off-screen.
“Not in this case. She was stored away in some other dimension by Cache’s power. If he dies before he gets her out-”
She paled.
Yeeeeeah.
“Idiot,” I muttered. “Can’t waste any more time on you.”
Taylor, you’ve been making so much progress with Amy. Don’t throw it away like this.
Before she could reply, I turned to my teammates, “I need bombs. Grenades, something I can drop from above and do some damage.”
Okay, yeah, that ought to work better than simply “something heavy”. Though I do stand by what I said about Mannequin reinforcing himself against explosions.
“Here,” Ballistic said. He undid one of his belts and handed it to me. Six grenades were placed around it. It was too wide for my waist, so I hung it around my neck instead.
A badass necklace like few others.
Amy stepped forward and put her hands on my bug. I went out of my way to ignore her.
*spritzes Taylor’s mask with bug spray* No. Bad Taylor. Be nice.
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