He was spending less and less time in his civilian identity, these days, to the point that he was pondering dropping it altogether.  He could be Coil full-time, when the base was fully set up.

So what about the family? Is that completely fake too? Are your wife and children employees?

No, that doesn’t mesh with what Coil just said about Creep.

For now, though, so long as he needed a bed, and a place to get away from the noise of construction, the ruse was necessary.  He seated himself in the one chair at the back of the vehicle.

I guess he just doesn’t care about them, then.

Things like this are part of why I don’t refer to civilian names as “real names”. It’s not the only reason – I just generally don’t like the idea of a name someone chose for themself being less real than the one they were given at birth – but it’s definitely a good illustration.

To outside observers, Creep was an ordinary laborer driving an electrician’s van to the construction site.  Coil’s underground base had fallen just beyond the scope of the massive lake in the middle of downtown.

I seem to recall the above-ground construction site being damaged, but I’m not sure.

Had the crater extended another forty or fifty feet, it might have done more than crack the interior walls, cost Coil months of time rather than days, hundreds of thousands rather than thousands.

Lucky break, that.

Or did that perhaps happen in an alternate timeline? I could see him using his power on the Endbringer situation and, after both timelines turned out to successfully run Levvy off to the horizon, pick the one that suited him best personally.

Although he’d have to make a choice that would actually impact that.

Wealth would have to suffice for anyone and everyone else.

In other words, he’ll provide them with the thing they so desperately need, but only if they’re also particularly useful.

Fair enough.

Creep remained the one individual that had the opportunity to discover Coil with the mask off, so it was worth buying his loyalty.

Ah, yeah, makes sense.

The man waited in the front seat of the white van, eyes forward, until he heard the three knocks on the back door of the vehicle.  He pressed a button, opening the door to allow Coil to enter.

Once inside the back of the van, hidden from Creep’s view by a barrier between the seats, Coil removed his clothes, folding them neatly.

t r a n s f o r m a t i o n   s e q u e n c e   g o !

He donned his costume, his second skin.  A zipper was hidden in the image of the long white snake that weaved up around the body of the costume to the head.

Hah! Reminds me of my pencil case, which is pretty much just one long zipper.

This is cool, but I have a hard time imagining it being practical to get into in any way, shape or form.

He drew it together around himself, tucked the metal tab of the zipper into a flap at his ankle. The fabric of the costume allowed him to see and breathe through it, but was an opaque black-gray to outside observers in all but the brightest light.

Sounds like going up against Purity could get awkward.

The soldier that met him was known to the other soldiers as Creep.  No captain would have the man in their squad, his predilections made him unemployable in the public sector, and the fact that Coil was the sole person who could and would provide him with the ‘payment’ he craved makes Creep as loyal as men can get.

On one hand, it’s not far-fetched that Creep and Dinah get the same sort of “payment”, but Coil isn’t the only one who can and will provide someone with that.

Given the nickname, however, I have another theory, and it’s not pretty for anyone involved. Taylor certainly wouldn’t approve.

…yeah, I’m talking about Coil providing Creep with people to rape. Possibly even children.

Everyone had a hook, a vice or something they needed on a primal, desperate level.  Sometimes that need needed to be created, or nurtured, so it could later be hand fed.

Coil may be nicer, more friendly and likable on the face of it, but he’s not actually much better than Kaiser.

Those people who were driven by such things, carried that craving for something especially close to the surface, were among Coil’s favorite people, coming in a very close second to people who were useful.  Those who were both useful and desperate for something Coil could provide?

The very best?

I mean, on one level this is just simple capitalism. It’s what Coil is willing to use as capital that’s the problem.

Well, they were the Travelers, Creeps and Grues of the world.

I wasn’t expecting him to bring up Grue, but I can see it.

I’m more interested in the Travelers, though. What exactly is it that they’re desperate for?

Second reality:  He was waking up in an ordinary, slightly rundown home in the southwest end of the city.  He prepared and ate his breakfast, then stepped outside in his bathrobe to pick up the paper and the mail, pausing to wave to the neighbors as they led their two girls out of the house.

I guess that’s why he was talking about being paranoid. One of him is having a normal day as a civilian, and even then he’s got a backup under maximum security.

The flooding hadn’t affected their neighborhood as much as others, but the schools weren’t yet up and running, so the mother and father would be taking their girls to work with them for a short while.

I hope by “work” you don’t mean your villainous antics.

That’s not a place for small kids, as we’ve had thoroughly demonstrated with Dinah. Not that I expect Coil to give his own girls the same kind of “candy”.

Nice to hear he’s got a family, though. 🙂

I’m a little worried that by the end of this sequence, one or both of those girls will be dead in the civilian reality.

He headed back inside, showered, then dressed in a button-up shirt, khakis and a silk tie.  He got in his four-year old prius and headed into the city.

He evidently takes keeping his identity secret seriously. Coil would have plenty of money to spend on a newer car, and he has access to money laundering (as we’ve heard via Grue).

That, or maybe he just likes the Prius.

What was normally a ten minute drive took him three-quarters of an hour, as he was forced to detour around destroyed roads, fallen buildings, and reconstruction work, move with the other drivers in a perpetual traffic jam from the moment that he left the little cul-de-sac where his house was.

Probably doesn’t help that a bunch of road sections downtown got replaced by a lake, either.

To all appearances, he was an ordinary man leaving for work.  His identity, fabricated, was complete, a real job at a real company, records going back ten years in health, taxes, dentistry, house payments and more.

As I was saying: He takes it seriously.

Coil held firmly to the philosophy that one couldn’t be too paranoid.

Well, there goes the “checking in on the heroes” theory.

Hi, Coil. I suppose it makes a lot of sense to check in on you right after the reveal of how your power actually works.

Every moment of every day was a delicate balancing act, anticipating any number of unseen threats from every possible angle, whether he was speaking with his subordinates or simply rising to meet the day.

One of the last few asks got me thinking – though I didn’t mention it then, sorry – about the idea of the interaction between Coil’s power and death. If one timeline’s Coil dies, can the other one still pick his own timeline? Does that mean Coil is practically immortal unless he dies at just about the same time in both timelines, or dies when he doesn’t have a fork active? Or does he keel over, dead, if the Coil in the other timeline dies?

Which timeline becomes the alpha if Coil dies in both before he can pick one? Would both timelines just continue to exists as parallel realities like the Wormverse and Earth-Aleph? Could you make a hole between them?

Even after the explanation, there continue to be a lot of questions surrounding Coil’s power.

In one reality, he was safely ensconced in his underground base, costumed, with no less than twenty armed soldiers between himself and the multiple sets of heavy metal doors.   He had spent his night reading, following the news and checking his stocks.  His location was known only to those who worked for him, individuals paid well enough that even if they did have reason to attack him, their ‘coworkers’ would have incentive to stop them.

Nice.

I’m guessing the other reality’s Coil isn’t quite as safe. Are we actually going into what I was just talking about here?

Interlude 8… again

Howdy! Interlude 8, déjà vu edition, here I come.

So, who are we following today? I kind of expressed some of my thoughts on that just a couple hours ago in this ask response, but I guess I should reiterate:

I feel like we might be checking up on one of the hero teams. Maybe we’ll look from the POV of Legend for the Protectorate, Weld for the Wards (or, damn, what if we get Sophia), or one of the surviving New Wave members? Hell, maybe it’s time to learn about the Guild, even.

It’s also possible that we’re getting another Undersider Interlude, to see how one of the others is taking Taylor’s treachery, but I kind of doubt we’d get one this soon after Tattletale’s, and it has been two weeks. It’d be one thing to do that immediately after the reveal, but it seems a bit late now.

I’m gonna stop here, since I have a nasty habit of guessing pretty much everyone we know when it comes to Interlude POV characters. Let’s just jump in and find out!