Scene 9 - October 20th

Exterior City, Continuous

Abraham Armstrong

A few seconds after I had pulled my cowl back on - there wasn’t time to done the rest of the Canaveral suit, but I’d manage - I was standing next to Newton, who had apparently changed into their costume at some point in the last half hour. Simone dropped my hand, gave Newton an encouraging smile, then vanished in a swirl of spacetime.

“...wait, why didn’t she take me back with her?” Quinn asked. “I figured you wouldn’t want me in Legion’s vicinity.”

I sighed. “Because I didn’t actually say for her to, and she apparently didn’t think of it herself. And it’s too late now - she’s used up too much of her built-up distance and can’t get all the way back here, let alone teleport anywhere once she arrived. I’m going to have to escort you to safety myself.”

Quinn nodded. “Still being trained?” they said sympathetically.

“She’s through the six-month training period, this is just an experience thing. But anyway, you said that you saw Legion?”

“Pretty sure,” they said with a firm nod. “My ESP picked up one person here, then two people a moment later, who might as well have been twins. Then one of them changed shape.”

“That seems pretty definitive,” I agreed. “Any other details?”

They shook their head. “Sorry. I tried to stay quiet and back from the edge, so I wouldn’t be noticed, and just called immediately. I peeked over again with my ESP - just stuck a finger over - and they were gone. Sorry for losing them.”

“No, you did the right thing. Legion is dangerous as hell.” I took a minute to poke around, but didn’t find much. Not that I particularly expected to, if I was being honest with myself. “Alright, let’s start moving. Where were you off to?”

“Just home - in Keystone Heights.”

“That’s closer than the Compound at this point, so lead the way.”