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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[thatsthespirit]

[. . .]

[she doesn't know how wise this is, considering the Deputy's actions-- Dr. Lecter's actions-- throughout the course of the game. but with Damian in the stocks, and with the population of the town slowly dwindling. . .]

. . . at some point, it may be worth it to send him a sort of peace offering. Something that proves we don't particularly wish him dead.

Perhaps that would help him cooperate.

[robitussin]

Don't you think that's a little bit optimistic?

[She chews on her lip.]

[thatsthespirit]

It is.

[at least she admits it]

I don't have any particular faith that it'll work.

[robitussin]

Then maybe we should be focusing on our other options that aren't as peaceful.

[A frown. She doesn't like it, but...]

[thatsthespirit]

[Milla doesn't, either. but she doesn't particularly wish to die, either]

Perhaps.

And since we can end the game with the Deputy dead, then perhaps it's time we didn't hold back.

[elemancy]

[none of them like it, but:]

The longer we wait, the less of a chance we'll have at succeeding.

[robitussin]

I agree. And... I don't think we can get down to a group that absolutely won't kill each other with him and Will alive, anyways.

[impulsiveness]

No.
He's done nothing but make people more VULNERABLE over the weeks. What makes you think he'll be up for holding hands and singing kumbaya now?

[thatsthespirit]

I'm not particularly optimistic about it, actually.

[she says, one hand on her hip]

But we're swiftly running out of other options.

[impulsiveness]

What about just killing him?

[Hah.

Haha.

He feels gross suggesting that but Damian and Bruce aren't here now so what they don't know can't disappoint them]

[hydrokinetics]

No. None of us are killing him because he will kill us.

...but if we got someone else to...?

[impulsiveness]

[That gets a scowl out of him, but—]

What are you thinking?

[robitussin]

If we do that, what are we going to do about Will?

[impulsiveness]

[makes


a stabbing motion with his hands.

so, uh. yeah.]

[thatsthespirit]

[SHE ALSO DOESN'T LIKE IT, damn it they were all trying so hard to find a way to end this without??? killing him??? but. . .]

If it comes down to it.

[as evidence by the way she stabbed a man in the heart last Sunday, she obviously isn't against killing as a solution to a problem]

[impulsiveness]

I think it's already come down to it. There is a 10 YEAR OLD KID in the stocks right now. Your leader, remember?

[hydrokinetics]

I don't know if that'll work. The only reason he took the knife out of his jacket is because I went to him unarmed.

[He won't detail the conversation, but one thing is clear. Whatever happened left him pretty angry and also pretty spooked.]

I've been trying to negotiate with him though because he's been playing the game for a reason. Like. A big reason. Like a big, blood-god reason. That's why he's been putting people in the stocks instead of in jail.

[thatsthespirit]

[she unfortunately didn't have much faith that it'd work, but. . . well. it was worth a try]

Because putting people in the stocks earns him more merit than putting them in jail, correct?

[just a guess. a frustrated noise escapes her lips]

But if peaceful resolutions are out of the question, then we may have no choice but to strike back at him either at the trial, or next week.

[hydrokinetics]

Yeah, something like that. It's more entertaining for Hal's employers from what I'm getting and we definitely want to keep those guys happy.

...I'd say the trial, but how are we supposed to do that?

[thatsthespirit]

We vote for him to be executed.

[. . .]

Although we would be doing that knowing that we're taking away the Bounty Leader's easy way of ending the game.

[hydrokinetics]

Would that be so bad if it meant keeping everybody else safe from what we know is a threat?

[impulsiveness]

[...?]

Blood god?

[hydrokinetics]

[!!!]

Yeah. That's who Hal's working for. Ancient gods that thrive off of pain and our blood, and if they don't get it, they'll wipe out multiple universes. Ours, and all of the universes various versions of us exist in.

[Can they talk about that while Damian's not here? Sure.]

[elemancy]

[here's a small, irritated interjection:]

...Why are gods always such a damn pain to deal with?

[hydrokinetics]

I don't know!

[Noctis, buddy, please commiserate with him.] I thought they'd be out of touch here.