The Blinder
The girl was silent. "Did he mean to make them sacrifices?" She asked, unsure how the filth covered, barely coherent piece of flesh and steel was capable of talking men to go to their deaths.
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Vitch froze, unsure how to feel about being target practice on top of being a scapegoat.
Good to be back
"By telling people there was to be a protest or anti-government gathering of some nature, and nobody, not even I, knew he meant to make it a bloodbath - he did not alert me when the PSS was about to arrive, so that my Raiders could save more of the protesters. He even called it such - martyrdom."
Xander seemed to treat the idea of a martyr like a word he hated using.
Misha simply slapped the side of his new body, "Don't shiver like that...as I said, your new body should be more than enough. You just need to make sure the PSS thinks we're coming in from one location, when we're using another."
Though the real con is gonna make itself visible soon after...
"What I mean is I tried to gather people together, to resist PSS - and he tried to turn those people into sacrifices. He betrayed my expectations, so he ended our arrangement due to my dissatisfaction."
And Xander just seemed remarkably cool-headed about this.
"Now, if that is all the whimpering you're going to do..." She then consulted her screens, "It looks like PSS might be wisening up - seems they might be trying to see how we're able to appear so quickly. You are going to lead them astray."