I feel so unsure

[wounds]

Who: MANTICORE, visitors
What: Dealing with the aftermath of I Will Twist The Knife
When: December 9, evening
Where: MANTICORE penthouse
Warnings: References to I Will Twist The Knife

[It's been a few days, people have recovered. Some better off than others. And today MANTICORE is gathered to deal and talk about what happened.]

Comments

[wounds]

I could use a coffee.

[If she offers it he'll take it.]

How're you holding up?

[twoscompany]

I'm holding.

[She does offer, though her expression falters.]

...Look, I...if I had been there...

[wounds]

Garnet, don't do this to yourself.

[He understands why she cares, but taking all the world's problems onto herself doesn't sound healthy.]

You can't change the past. We just keep moving forward.

[twoscompany]

I don't understand it.

[She looks down at this, a sign escaping her lips.]

Why do I...well, coffee. Why did I get the wrong coffee?

[Hopefully, he knows what she's trying to get at. Because they aren't talking about anything weird like having premonitions or memories or anything like that.]

[wounds]

[It's a little difficult to speak in code, but he's pretty sure he can parse it.

Why did she chose wrong? Why are her premonitions not always correct?]

Even if it's different, I might learn to like it.

[There are lessons to be learned here.]

Don't worry over it too much.

[twoscompany]

...Here's to hoping.

[She really can only hope she can do better with them in the future.

Ha. In the future.]

Not too much cream, I hope?

[wounds]

[He takes a sip.

Hm...]

No, it's perfect.

[twoscompany]

Good.

[She looks at his arm.]

Do you need anything else, right now?

[wounds]

I'm good.

What about you?

[twoscompany]

Me?

[She runs a hand through her hair.]

You mind if I get a glass of water?

[wounds]

[Yes her.

What's with all these people worrying so much about others that they don't worry enough about themselves?]

I don't mind.

[He'll let her in.]

[twoscompany]

Thanks.

[A few moments later, she returns with her glass of water in hand.]

...This is just getting crazy.

[wounds]

[He sighs.]

Things are getting out of hand.

[And he doesn't know what to do about it.]

[twoscompany]

[She stares at her cup.]

Hey...do you know what happened at the party? I was told someone died.

[wounds]

Yes.

Santiago put her arm through Naomi's chest. [Not hard to figure out what happened from there.]

[twoscompany]

She...did, did she.

How?

[After all, if this is something Santiago is capable of doing, what's going to happen if it happens to one of them...]

[wounds]

I don't know. There wasn't any blood.

Maybe she can alter reality?

[twoscompany]

If that's the case, we're not exactly in the best position, are we?

[This isn't just worrisome. Its dangerous. Lesedi's tantrums were already a thing Garnet knew about, but this takes it to a worse level than she could have cared for it to be.

Its not just their livelihood, its their lives in her hands.]

[wounds]

I'd say we're pretty fucked.

[One toe out of line and she could murder any of them just as quickly and cleanly as Naomi.]

[twoscompany]

[She sips her drink, worry etched in her face.]

...We'll need to figure out an exit strategy, then. In case things go south.

[wounds]

We can't go through anything Virgo owned.

[twoscompany]

No...we will have to do this off the radar, somehow. If we can't get out of our contracts, of course.

[wounds]

Have any ideas?

[twoscompany]

Well, we'll need money and disguises, for one. If we need to get out of Vista City quickly, we need things that won't leave a strong paper trail.

[wounds]

We would need a lot of money in cash for that.