That universe was run by General ‘Black Jack’ Patton, distant descendent of the WWII General Patton, and Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of the U.S.T...e U.S. Military was far too busy trying to take over the new, ultra-generating power source that some infernal terrorist bastards had built on the U.S.’s northern border, of all places. Anything that was remotely pointed north, stopped working. That had been the case for years, now, and it was infuriating. Even a company of Special Forces sent north. This is Calista." Kristal picked up the device. "This is Kristal. What's up, Calista?" "Has anyone seen Rhiannon? She's not in the quarters that she and Barocca went to earlier tonight." "Negative, Calista. Dejah and I are still over here with Jordan and Cleo. What's going on?" "Ugly shit is starting to happen around here. Barocca and her friend barged into the lab, and jumped me a little while ago." Hearing this, Dejah positioned herself in front of the door, with her arms folded. ’ Mrs. Summers: ‘Tabloid rumours. Why are you telling me this? You don’t think I’m aware?’ Interviewer: ‘Oh, and there was this one blog the researchers on our team stumbled across. Funny, really. Claimed you and your daughter were intended to be sacrifices for some hippy-dippy, Voodoo cult. Someone in the comments got real angry about it, telling everyone you were actually part of the cult. Real crazy stuff.’ Pause. Interviewer: ‘Me? Honestly, I think maybe you saw something. Something. “Whatever that was it was candy,” I said.“Well, I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” Ike sneered and pulled the seat out across from me. He plopped down. “Hey, Adelaide. He’s not been good to you.”“Oh, uh, yeah, I’ve been t-told by Mic--Mic--the other waiter already,” Adelaide nodded. “You two want drinks?”“Keith’s,” Felix and Ike said at once. Felix pulled a chair to sit between Talsy and Raylea. Adelaide gave me a little finger wave and headed over to the bar.“So,” I delayed. What the fuck was.
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