Now we’ve got a big, big mess on our hands tonight [W6, Thursday, Pre-Curfew]

[hydrokinetics]

[Another day, another meeting. This one's more tense than usual especially with the lack of a small bat-child. Percy's right hand is sloppily bandaged up and his jaw is tight as his eyes burn with anger.]

Dr. Lecter knows we know. He's known since Saturday. Hal confirmed with me he's the Deputy, just like Hal confirmed to Dr. Lecter that we were onto him.

[A shaky sigh.] What the fuck do we do now?

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[insincerely]

[Ugggggh.]

Anyone know what he's thinking? Percy talked to him, right?

[impulsiveness]

No idea. Talked to him earlier this week but all he did was look surprised that we weren't down to single digits already
Asshole

[insincerely]

That's not saying much. I'm an asshole who's surprised we didn't hit single digits weeks ago.

[impulsiveness]

[................ shinnosuke.

jason's just going to gently tap him on the forehead tonight. he's too tired for this.]

[insincerely]

... What, no smack?

[Sorry, Jason, Shinnosuke copes with everything 24/7 by being like this.]

[impulsiveness]

[Sighs audibly.

And taps his hand against Shinnosuke's face. Happy?]

[insincerely]

[... This is weird, and he knows why Jason is like this, but it's still weird. It'd be easier if Jason just punched him.

So no, he's not happy, and he'll be giving Jason a (blindfolded) look before walking away.]