>>5171157“Be that way.” She huffs, crossing her arms with a mock pout on her face. “Anyways, once we arrived here, everyone more or less fell about the place.” She explains, counting off the team on her pale fingers. “Artie and Talbot retired to the <span class="mu-g">GAME ROOM</span> after mentioning something about ‘<span class="mu-i">GUY TALK…</span>’ Eurgh.”
She can say <span class="mu-i">that</span> again! And you still have to talk to that big doofus, too!
“Condolences. Mitzi ran off to the <span class="mu-g">POOL–</span>She’s difficult to read at the best of times, but if I had to guess I’d assume she went to clear her head.”
So she’s there all alone, huh? That could help a bit!
“Well, no…” Sybil counters with a shake of her head, “Eddie wandered in after her some time later. They’ve been splashing, shouting, and laughing ever since.”
“Dat’ kid…” Ly hisses under his breath. Seriously!
“You certainly can’t fault either of them for enthusiasm…” Sybil shrugs. “As for myself, I joined Kiki and Tucker in the <span class="mu-g">KITCHEN</span> after testing my <span class="mu-b">POWERS</span> again–my offensive capabilities are sterling as ever, but <span class="mu-b">CLAIRVOYANCE</span> has continued to be less than useful.” She turns your way to give you an apologetic look. “I suppose it’s by design–we wouldn’t want the lich peeking inside, would we?”
Now that she mentions it, you segue, squirming uncomfortably on your bed, a lot of the folks you talked to today think there might still be uh… a <span class="mu-r">TRAITOR</span> around. Maybe even <span class="mu-r">TRAITORS.</span> And they might be people you know! Checking on Syb’s reaction, you watch as The Goth slowly sinks deeper into the mattress.
“I <span class="mu-i">knew</span> they’d bring that up. I just <span class="mu-i">knew</span> it…” Looking you in the eyes with a pained expression, Sybil leans in a bit closer and lowers her voice to a whisper. “<span class="mu-i">Who’s aware of the situation?</span>”
Well <span class="mu-i">you</span>, of course, and Ly… There’s <span class="mu-g">BLUMENKRANTZ, BORIS, CHRISTY-</span>”
“Sorry, who?”
Christy, you repeat, the girl you apparently mangled at the <span class="mu-r">CHRISTMAS PARTY?</span> Turns out she’s your <span class="mu-b">GOOD BOY LIAISON,</span> too.
“That explains the mechanical voice…” Sybil remarks, eyes wide in surprise. “I can’t imagine <span class="mu-i">that</span> meeting was a pleasant one.”
It went a helluva lot better than you expected it would! Heck, she’s not entirely convinced that you did it either, so that’s a good thing, right? Syb answers by wrapping you in a surprise hug!
“It’s a <span class="mu-i">great</span> thing, Stan.” She says with a caring smile. “But wait a minute…”
Yea, you nod, lingering in the hug for a few extra seconds, it smelled funny to her too–she thought that whoever messed with the security footage you watched might be the same ‘traitor’. Or ‘traitor<span class="mu-s">s</span>’..
“Normally I wouldn’t put stock in coincidences like this, Stan, but you might be right.”
Errr... cool?
>CONTD. 