“I- I don’t follow.”
“No,” he sighed a little. “I suppose you wouldn’t. It does mean we know who he is.”
Ooh, tell me more!
“Someone I’d know? An old costume?”
He shook his head. “A scholar.”
Jack glanced up, and Legend fired in the same instant. With Siberian’s strength, the group of the Nine lunged to one side, disappearing behind cover.
A scholar. Huh. Doesn’t look the part, but sure.
I sent bugs after them.
My swarm sensed other arrivals. The Undersiders and Travelers came from the west, taking a circuitous route around the top end of the bomb site.
Hiya, guys! You missed the show!
Legend fired a series of blasts after Siberian and gave chase, but she was keeping a building between her group and Legend. He stopped where he was, one hand outstretched, and touched his ear.
Do they have to touch the ear when there are incoming messages, or…
I mean, it makes sense for it to be just a habit, but it seems so consistent.
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