𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐘|
❝You're what they call a beautiful
tragedy. Someone who's beauty
is hiding the true tragedy they've
been through.❞
❝If your goal was to call me
...
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▌𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 ━︎━︎ 𝐀 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 ▌
━︎━︎━︎━︎"𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 have been going through the memories she got from that guard and it does not look good." Marcos told them.
John made his way into the room. "What are we up against?" He eyes Aphrodite who was sitting at the table a glass of water in her hands that Clarice was forcing her to drink. He looked towards Sonya. "Is she. . .?"
"Tipsy." Sonya sighed. She shook her head, going back to the conversation at hand. "Well, the lab is hard to get in to against mutant attack. They have motion and infrared sensors connected to heavy-caliber guns that are mounted all over their building."
"Guns? I can handle guns." Lorna shrugged.
"I know, but it is way too dangerous when there's this many, at this range." Marcos shook his head.
John spoke up. "Clarice, can you get us past their defenses?"
Clarice looked away from the red head, shaking her head. "No. It's too far. I don't know the first thing about the inside of that place. I could blink us into the middle of a concrete wall."
"Well there has to be something." Esme huffed.
"I did find one vulnerability." Sage told them. "There is a power substation a few miles away. If we took it out, we could get into the lab before their systems came back online."
"So what are we waiting for?" Esme urged.
"We don't have enough heavy hitters to attack both places at once. And we're checking with the other stations now," Marcos answered.
"Well, how long will that take because my family―︎"
"Jesus, you're whiny." Aphrodite muttered, putting a hand to her head and earning a glare from Esme.
"Listen, I understand―︎"
"Esme." John called to her. "Esme. Believe me. This means as much to me as it does you. But we are gonna get one shot at this. We can't miss." She looked between Marcos and John before giving in and nodding.
As everyone started to disperse, John made his way over to Clarice and Aphrodite, crossing his arms over his chest and nodding towards Clarice, silently telling the woman he could take it from her. Clarice nodded, standing up and placing a hand on Aphrodite's shoulder before walking away. John watched her leave before he sat down in front Aphrodite, watching as she slowly and lazily sipped on the water that Clarice had given her.
"Don't look at me like that." Aphrodite muttered. "I'm not even that drunk. The rooms just spinning a little, that's all. Besides, I've been under a lot of stress, and I just wanted to relax. I didn't mean to drink as much as I did."
