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Tomorrow I’m having a mouth operation, so I don’t know what kind of condition I’ll be in over the next few days. I’m going to try to do asks on Thursday, though, and the next chapter on Friday. See you then!

(Between chapters)

(Prey 14.1, part 1, part 2)

Oops. I forgot to request the asks because my brain was telling me I had planned a chapter today, not asks, and now I think Sharks has gone to sleep.

(Don’t get on Sharks’ case about this, please. We’ve agreed it is my responsibility to request the asks rather than Sharks’ to send them unprompted on ask days, so this is my fault, not hers.)

I do feel like I should be doing the asks before I move on to the next chapter, though, and I am a bit sleepy, so I think I’m going to go ahead and push things back by a day. I might still start the chapter tomorrow, though, if it turns out there aren’t many asks. See you then!

I do wonder what Amy would sense if she tried to use her power on Monochrome Siberian.

Siberian is supposedly immune to powers, so she might not think too much of it if she sensed nothing, but there is some interesting middle ground.

It is possible that Armsmaster’s relevance in the Interlude was a mix of misdirection and natural result of the focus on the PRT, but I doubt it.

For one thing, assuming Armsmaster has his armor and especially his Halberd, Amy is way easier prey. Armsmaster is way more likely to actually stay alive from Cherish bringing up the prey to the Undersiders heading out.

As long as he hasn’t stopped running to fight her yet, that is.

End of Prey 14.1

Huh. I suppose Siberian is the prey now. Among others. Honestly I think everyone is prey in this Arc.

This was a very nice chapter. It started out quite casually with a cozy breakfast and adorable shipping fuel, neatly segued into Cherish trying to manipulate the Undersiders, and gave us the revelation that Siberian has a vulnerable male body for the Undersiders (and probably the Travelers) to go after. We also got a scene of Rachel taking the initiative to understand Taylor for once, which was nice.

Even as the tone got a little darker, he content less breakfast-centric, and Cherish’s attempts at manipulation sent off icky vibes, the chapter stayed pretty casual right up to the end, which I appreciate. It’s a calm between the storms, and hoo boy we’re in for a storm.

This isn’t going to be anywhere near as easy as “show up nearby, find Siberidude (Dudeberian? Siberiman.) with the bugs, off them and go home”. There’s got to be complications, and I’d say the monochrome Siberian counts as a big one. Her prey might also cause trouble in his own way. Please tell me he’s not trying to fight her head on…

He’s trying to fight her head on, isn’t he.

Come on, Colin. She’s very close to an Endbringer in melee power, and you’ve already used up aaaaaaaall the luck against one of those. It didn’t work out for you then.

Anyway, this ought to be a wild ride, and I’m looking forward to it. See you soon!

“Maybe, maybe,” Cherish taunted us with her tone.  “But shouldn’t you hurry?  The hero is going to die.”

Well, that narrows it down to Armsmaster or Panacea. I stand by my bet.

It was Panacea or Armsmaster.  Both were complicated.  Panacea wouldn’t be able to defend herself, but Armsmaster was a whole mess of complications.

His power is to make the complications real small so he can stuff them all over the place in his armor.

We hurried to get suited up.  My mask in ruins, I wrapped a scarf around my lower face and covered it with bugs.

Works for Miss Militia.

I drew them around my eyes to hide the frames of my glasses.

Nice.

And again we’re seeing Taylor be very casual about bugs right on her face.

As I finished up, I glanced at Bitch.  Her knuckles were white, her posture rigid.

Ready to go fight this fucker, Bitch?

She was pissed.

Let’s just hope it’s at Siberian.

Also, they never did end up asking about Bastard.

I made sure I had all my gear, then joined the rest in filing out.  Grue and Tattletale were the last out the door.

Glancing back to check on Grue, finding his posture and expressions unreadable beneath his darkness and costumes, I caught a glimpse of Tattletale messing with one of the pouches on her belt.

What’cha got there?

The pages we’d torn from the book were folded into a tight square, and she was pocketing them for later study.

Ahh. Gonna try to get her power to tell her who’s who, huh?

She saw me looking.

“You going to be okay with this?”  She asked me.  “You’re the best equipped to find Siberian’s real body and stop her.  Him.  Them.”

And speaking of changing the subject…

But yeah, I suppose she is, what with her bugdar and everything.

That wasn’t what I would have expected.

“Right now?  Siberian’s chasing down one of the candidates.  She’s taken on the next round of testing.

Not surprising. I wonder who her prey is.

Simple test.  Hunt them down and if she catches you, you fail.  She eats you alive as punishment.  Wonder how many she can knock off before you take him down.  If you take him down.”

Well, at least the difference in sex means Cherish uses different pronouns for the two bodies.

I’m inclined to go with “they” for both of them for now because their gender is unclear, but as a matter of clarity from Wildbow’s side, Cherish’s usage is quite helpful. I might resort to it if the “they” becomes too confusing.

“Who’s she after?  We gotta know.”

“No you don’t.  Way I figure it, you go into the fight blind, you still stand a pretty good chance of offing her.  No skin off my back if a few of you die in the process.”

My bet is Armsmaster. I’ve been meaning but forgetting to say, but I think he’s going to be highly relevant in this Arc. He got almost as much attention as Siberian did in the Interlude.

Also you should probably arrange for Cherish to be punished in some way for each member of the Undertravelers that doesn’t make it, and make sure she knows that.

“You need enough of us alive to deal with the rest of the Nine.”

Good point, though just getting Siberian out of the way ought to be a major boost to her survival chances.