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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[impulsiveness]

I don't know. Kind of?
If one of us gets picked as a Bandit and they decide to target them, that means they're screwed. That's how this destiny bullshit works, right?

[... Or it's what he understood, from what Percy has told him. He's still iffy on the details.]

[robitussin]

...That's true, I think. I'm gonna go ahead and suggest we should definitely pick him if any of us gets chosen next week.

[hydrokinetics]

[...]

Question. Are we sure that being a Bandit guarantees you'll actually kill your target?

[robitussin]

We could probably ask Hal about it.

[hydrokinetics]

We're out of time tonight unless we run and risk curfew. But...maybe at the trial?

[robitussin]

Yeah, that's true. At the trial, then.

[Prayer circle for Damian in the meantime.]

[impulsiveness]

We should. Might as well clearly that.

[... He pauses. Then looks at Natalie, tapping out for her:

Did you talk to the Sheriff this week?]

[robitussin]

Yeah, I did.

[She catches his meaning, and nods.]

I changed the name. I really hope nothing's going to happen to Damian, but if it does...

[impulsiveness]

[Very, very audible sigh of relief. Thank you, Natalie. He's kind of slumping in his seat a little, before tapping out again:

Item?

As in... did Hal keep his end of the bargain up this week? Or did she not get a list?]

[robitussin]

[She pauses, and then... actually smiles.]

I got us body rights for every trial until the end of the game.

[insincerely]

... Seriously? That's kind of awesome, actually. At least Milla won't have to keep using up her merit now.

[hydrokinetics]

Yeah, well, let's just hope there's bodies to have rights to. Remember Ana? And the pit?

[But there's a strained smile.] That is pretty awesome though.

[robitussin]

Don't jinx it, Percy.

[impulsiveness]

[.........!!

Tapping out and writing down HELL YEAH kind of lessens the effect of it, so. How about a slightly tired high-five instead?]

[robitussin]

[Slightly tired high five can absolutely happen.]

Pretty cool, right?

[impulsiveness]

[BLESS. HIGH-FIVE!!

In response to that: You're the best.

SHE'S THE MVP.]

[elemancy]

...Nice.

[robitussin]

Right? I still can't believe that was on the list.

[elemancy]

Might be some sad pity for our showing at trials, but whatever. I'm not gonna complain about it.

[thatsthespirit]

[!]

Thank you, Natalie. I think that'll be a great benefit to us.

[robitussin]

[Thumbs up.]

No problem. Hope it ends up helping.

[thatsthespirit]

As do I. It is, once again, another piece of evidence we can use to try and figure out the killers.

[impulsiveness]

No. But we don't have a pile of dead Bandits, do we?

[hydrokinetics]

...well we do, but not for the reason you mean, no.

[impulsiveness]

[dead-eyes at him

GODDAMN IT, PERCY JACKSON.]