Chapter 30 page 11 ~ Finally getting to the actual reason we came here…
Nov12
Guess I’m gonna be on a Tuesday-Friday update schedule for a bit.
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Cohen: Can we all calm down? Nobody’s going to be shooting anybody.
Miranda: Dad, you’re white.
Cohen: I know, and I’m using that so it sounds more convincing.
After all, without us . . . she won’t be able to put Blake back together.
Walker: Will someone give me a visual on my Being’s status?
Guard: Right here, ma’am. Human form, looks fine.
Blake: I am, boss! Don’t let them scare —
Sparrow (thinking): If nobody does the thing in about thirty seconds, I’ll just go ahead and —
Miranda (Malchim): Hold in place, one who is called “Blake”.
Blake: Wha —
Hmmm… I’m assuming ordering Blake out of it isn’t going to work this time or we wouldn’t be applying magic to him this way again. Interesting.
Interesting. And how, praytell, does this keep Walker from harming the rest of you?
I just woke up after 3 hours of sleep and I’m too wired to lay back down, But I’m still barely functioning, so this may be a bit wild.
“Because it’s the one thing you can’t replace.” -an acquaintance of John Mulaney’s upon being asked why he stole antique photographs.
Keep. Blake. Safe. has been Walker’s overarching goal ever since she caught wind of this “Unshaped Beings are the Beasts of the Apocalypse” theory, however long ago that was. “Do you think your guards can kill us fast enough, cleanly enough to prevent whoever doesn’t bleed out first from making sure Blake NEVER makes it to the Apocalypse if it ever comes.” has to be a powerful bargaining chip.