![]() Several other events occurred as well, little things which spoke of a disturbing trend. Then it happened again: several deeds were purchased for the land around the Bay, when he hadn’t kept that timeline, instead picking the timeline where he had decided to lower the value of the land via manipulation of a gang fight to lower the price. The thought was discarded swiftly, because Coil had files and reports that suggested otherwise. His first thought was that perhaps he had missed something, that he had forgotten that he placed both orders, that the blackmail hadn’t worked in either timeline. It was still a net gain for Coil, but still concerning. The order to blackmail someone to place them under Coil's thumb was mixed in with the order to eliminate them. Orders and taskings were mixed up, with reports stating that he gave both orders from the two different timelines. He ordered someone to perform a task in one timeline and gave similar-but-altered orders, in the other timeline a standard use for his power.Īfter he collapsed the timeline, however, Coil found things not as they should be. When Coil had first encountered an issue with his power, he had assumed that he had simply made a mistake (not that he shared this information with anyone). ![]() The report he was reviewing at the time, however, had to do with Tattletale and Taylor Hebert. ![]() Pitter about the drug regimen that he had requested. In the other timeline, Coil was reviewing several reports, including one about the latest from Mr. He was fully rested for the day, having gotten a full night sleep, a solid breakfast, and had even managed to read part of the mornings' paper. In one timeline, Thomas Calvert went to the PRT headquarters, where he shared a large office with three other consultants. “Hello my pet, I have questions for you.” Now? Given what was happening? It just made it all the easier to get inside. Had it not been such a serious time, he would have had them both shot for such lack of attention to basic protocols. The guards at the door took one look at him, practically sprinting, and opened the door without a word. He had picked the wrong choice this morning and now he was paying for it.īut there was still hope, a choice from another day would be his savior. The PRT weren’t just trying to stop the train, they were derailing it, just in an attempt to stop the city from burning down around them.Ĭoil ended yet another timeline, which again, failed. It was just a smash-and-grab! How did Tattletale screw up this badly? Three dead capes, dozens of civilians wounded, possibly several cape idents revealed, and four high profile capes were in critical condition, bad enough that Panacea hadn’t left their sides, even after she’d healed them and gotten harmed herself. The Merchants, or more accurately, Squealer and Skidmark with a handful of just-as-high followers (the rest of them seemed to still have held onto a marginal bit of common sense), were running wild in the Docks in ‘protest’ to the sudden surge of capes and cops in the area, despite the heavy hands that the PRT and Protectorate were slamming down on them.įinally, there were the ABB, who were amassing at the edges of their territory in preparation of the oncoming gang fight.Īnd to say nothing of what was happening at his base! whipped their followers into a frenzy by using both his injuries and the events of the fair to his advantage. The Empire, enraged and snapping at everything that moved, were all but forming riots on the streets as Kaiser and Co.
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