-with one final strike, it does get decapitated-
-Ches huffs a little, and pulls down his bandages to breathe-
... Maybe so. -he stretches a little bit-
At least my cane holds up still.
-before doing a bayonet thrust to the dummy's chest-
-which just falls over from the force-
Now I'm done with it.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postOne of her colleagues I suppose.
Someone else hired to be her transport.
She couldn't have gotten here alone. She's an idiot, and the most she knows about technology is military hardware that anyone in the criminal underworld can buy with the right connections.
She only knows arms dealing, and I doubt she'd know where to look for the high-end technology that makes things like traversing dimensions possible.
Besides- she told me that there was more than just her.
Two others. One is the transport- the other is someone for insurance, apparently.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postThe idiot's way is to go out to the forest on my own.
Because if I do that, at least my sister will probably attack.
Then that's a source of information, or bait.
But- who's to say that she isn't planning on having backup.
And I know nothing about who or what this 'insurance' is.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postOtherwise- best to keep a lookout for anyone who knows technology, or magic.
Some kind of superpower could be involved.
I don't know what to look for in terms of the Insurance.
Though to be frank, again, I don't know the identities of any of the others.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postI figure this should be obvious- but I don't want to kill my sister.
Ideally, none of them should be killed.
If they end up dead- then it'll be on my conscience.
And there are more mind-readers than just my fiancee.
I become an accessory to murder, or worse- one who committed it.
Government finds that out- and I can guarantee that I'll have to live outside the law permanently.
I'll be considered a villain.
Because I'm not officially registered with my government as a vigilante, and what's more- is that I don't have the clearance to use lethal force. Neither does Kitt.
Everyone notices when you file clearance to use lethal force.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

Some things just stick with us sometimes. All the smallest things.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI