“Answer me,” Bitch ordered.

The woman reached over and pressed her index and middle fingers to the man’s eyes.  Pressing down, she penetrated the orbs, sliding her fingers down until they were two knuckles deep.

Yeahhh. This guy’s definitely gonna need Panacea, and maybe a cleric with a 500 gp diamond, by the time Siberian is done playing with her food.

“Hey!  Fuck off!”

Seriously, Rachel, you don’t know it (and I don’t blame you) but you really don’t want to antagonize this gal. Especially if she decides to bring her friends.

The woman removed the fingers.  Vitreous fluids and blood flowed from the open wounds in the man’s eye sockets.

Hm. Maybe she’d get along with Taylor too, now that I think about it… :j

The woman turned towards her.  She didn’t meet Bitch’s eyes, instead looking down at Bitch’s feet.  It struck Bitch that the woman was making herself small, was being inoffensive.

Interesting. She does seem to be making attempts to be friendly with Rachel.

And while dogs and cats do have their differences as far as body language goes, which is supposedly the usual cause of the classic “dog chasing cat” scenario, that’s probably still easier for Rachel to understand and relate to than human body language.

“Who the fuck are you?”

Supposedly, Siberian doesn’t talk, so I doubt you’ll get an answer to that from the tiger’s mouth.

I wonder if setting up this was part of why Bitch was absent from Coil’s exposition about the Fellowship of the Meat.

The woman didn’t reply.  She crouched down beside the man, then shifted her position so she was sitting sideways, her legs stretched out beside her.

Paint me like one of your French tigers…

Her fingertips traced the man’s injuries, almost lovingly.

Because of course she appreciates that.

When the woman looked up at Bitch, her eyes were yellow and bright, reflecting the ambient light like the eyes of a dog or cat might.

…

So we’ve got hellhounds and a tiger. Big dogs and big cats.

I don’t know who would win. Bitch does have the advantage of numbers, at least.

But remember what I said when the hellhounds were first introduced and described as lizard tigers?

You should always bet on the tiger.

She smiled, and there wasn’t a trace of tension in her body, as though she’d just woken up in a safe place.

I suppose these two might end up getting along, actually. Maybe even relate to each other.

Man, imagine Bitch coming back to the Undersiders and telling them that she made a friend in white and black.

She stalked forward, her dogs joining her to form a loose circle around the woman.  The crazy bitch was naked from head to toe, and her skin and hair were painted in alternating stripes of white and black, like a zebra… no.

Ahh.

Well, I was wrong about which one.

Hiya, Siberian, what’s up?

Paint would have washed off, and dye wouldn’t be so crisp around the edges.  It was a natural coloring.

Huh, neat.

I wonder if Siberian is a case 53. On the other hand, we know that minor physical changes can happen without that being the case, such as with Paige’s hair.

The barking and snarling ceased as the fight drew to a close.  Each of the dogs returned, and Bitch noted a few injuries.

Noo 😦

At least those heal when they turn back, right? Or did I get that backwards?

A shattered plate of bone here, a gouge where Brandish’s blades had made contact there.  Surface damage.  It was only the damage that penetrated deep, past the layers her power applied, which risked hurting the dogs or doing permanent damage.

Ahh.

Basically, don’t put Bitch up against Flechette.

Nothing so serious.  Bitch breathed a sigh of relief.

Good 🙂

Glory Girl looked over her shoulder to see the dogs, looked back to the injured man and the woman, and then flew straight up, disappearing into the gloom of the night sky.  She’d left him behind.

It seems odd for Glory Girl to have this reaction to just a civilian checking on the victim. Even under the impression that the civilian would get the victim medical help – which is stupid, since Rachel might just attack the civilian too – Glory Girl would have reason to want Panacea to help him, with her power being far superior to mundane medicine.

The only mitigating factor to this oddness would be that Glory Girl might no longer believe she can help him without the dogs taking her down.

In short, this reaction reinforces the impression that this isn’t just anyone. She might not be a Slaughterhouse Nine member, but she’s almost certainly a parahuman.

And if she were recognizably on Glory Girl’s side, she might’ve tried to make contact and team up against Bitch, not… flee.

What if this is one of the Slaughterhouse Nine? That would be quite the twist to this chapter.

If it is, I guess it’d be Burnscar, since the dry hair seems potentially indicative of heat-based powers.

She used the momentary reprieve this granted her to fly straight for the man who’d shot at Angelica, who lay in a heap on the ground.

I do sort of root for the New Wavers, as far as getting the wounded to Panacea goes. There’s something about reading from a character’s perspective that naturally skews which one you’re going to side with most of the time, though. Besides, Bitch has been arguably a protagonist for a long time.

So it’s hard to really pick a side here, even though one of the sides is almost indisputably morally in the right.

She stopped mid-flight.

Uh… why? Dogs guarding the target?

A woman stood over the man’s mangled body, her long hair blowing slightly in the wind.

Oh, hello.

This isn’t Panacea, right? Bitch would recognize her, probably. Though not as easily as Taylor would, I guess. She also probably wouldn’t describe Panacea as a “woman”.

Which seemed wrong.  With the light rain, her hair should have been wetter.

This woman’s trigger event was having to go outside in a storm immediately after a visit to the hair stylist, and the Dandelions helpfully gave her the POWER TO HAVE DRY HAIR!!

“Run!” Brandish called out her response.  She was facing much the same situation, unable to attack with the relentless pressure the dogs were putting on her.

Huh. I was ready to comment on Glory Girl having backup, but it actually seems like Bitch has already won.

Question is whether she’ll leave it at that.

Instead, she changed herself into that ball form where she couldn’t be touched or hurt, flying away with every hit she took, or controlling the direction so she could make her way for an escape route.

This is a fairly impractical type of invulnerability. Sure, she can’t be hurt like this, but there’s not a lot she can do either, is there?

Apparently she has some control, at least.

She managed to find enough pause to lash out at one dog and shout, “Get the wounded!”

Oh yeah, that’s still their main priority here, getting the wounded back to Panacea. Which I think Bitch doesn’t want them to do, because she sees the wounds as rightful punishment.