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?

Comments

[impulsiveness]

Not surprising. Subtlety was never his forte.

[But bummer.]

[thatsthespirit]

[super bummer]

That's true. He was, after all, very vocal about how he would have liked to marry me had he not met Chane.

[WHICH. AMUSES HER but also Felix and Chane are cute, she ships it]