Holy disillusion, Batman. The night went from bad to hardcore worse. What started out with a mysterious train ride and a throwback to The Deadliest Game became an exercise in the ugly side of power and not knowing how to feel about your choices. And the journey to get there!
First it was babysitting that become keep-the-teen-out-of-the-grinder to close combat, dirty deals and finally painful resolution. They should cover that sort of emotion damage in the dossier next time. It’s even got me all sniffily and I can’t really cry! Unless you count blood tears.
Beyond all that Violet has gotten herself into a real bind. Like, literally. First she’s inadvertently caught in a deal with Fae and now she’s strapped up in at the foundation, sweating like a crackhead. But hey, at least she tried to fight for what she believed in…
Meanwhile Malcolm almost lost his temper and Kade accidentally a whole biker gang. The whole thing. Mike almost lost his cool, too. Guh! I don’t like seeing the Josie and The Pussy cats all sad and broken up about things. I’ll have to send them a care package when I have the time :heart:
And if that isn’t the worst part they’ve got a date with that Great Hunter in three days…on second thought I might wanna get that package together a little early. I’d hate to leave a box on an empty doorstep. I’m still rooting for you, though :3 And Gideon says if there’s remains he’ll politely refrain from poking around in your innards. Ain’t he sweet?
Well…at least that creepy Lunnex guy and that other myserious Fae visitor aren’t dropping by at such an inopportune time. I mean, that’d be REALLY inconsiderate. Plain ol’ mean if fate decided that.
Oh well. I’m crossing my fingers!