𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚓𝚊 𝚂𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊

Crossing Castle off the list given he just got murdered.

If your sense of smell was that good I'd be more wary of you.

Ｈｏｗ ｗｉｌｌ ｙｏｕ ｄｏ ｉｔ？

I need candidates. Good thing we're in New York. No better place to find the best of the worst.

Ｗｈａｔ ｎｏｗ？

𝘕𝘰𝘸 ...

Silvija stood atop a New York rooftop, looking out over the city. She sighed. Silver Sable International was reeling. The damages were innumerable. She was afraid to look at her email. The Wild Pack was decimated, no more. She was alone. Her and Agony.

𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥.

quill

Just a heads up for everyone, I'm going out of town in vacation, going camping, so I'm not sure what my availability will be like for the next week. And I'll be strictly mobile-bound when I do check in, so don't expect much from me this week!

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The bay door at the back of the VTOL opened, the ramp lowering. The design of the craft kept the air pressure in a bubble, wind currents tearing around either side of the ramp, though red emergency lights did flash on.

"Catch me!"

And she jumped free of the VTOL.

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Ｙｏｕｒ ｗｉｌｌ ｗｏｎ＇ｔ ｌａｓｔ ｓｏ ｃｌｏｓｅ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｅｐｉｃｅｎｔｅｒ， Ｉ ｗｉｌｌ ｔａｋｅ ｃｏｎｔｒｏｌ．

Future problems. First we survive this.

The symbiote wrapped itself around Silvija's head, though she still maintained control.

"Nothing worth staying to fight for." She slammed her fist into a button on the wall.

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If he had brought the triggers for the sonic emitters she had left him, she would've kissed him right then and there. As it were, she couldn't rely on him even considering bringing lethal options with him on a rescue.

The tether was free. Red was stomping out of the cockpit.

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quill

i don't write action often so it's hard to hit the '80s action movie vibe just right so i appreciate the compliment! 🫶

quill

no solo for today as it was set aside for the escape thread with kurt.

next and final solo for the double agent arc will be tomorrow morning.

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"𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐣𝐚?" his voice growled, gravel in a blender.

"I like to make use of the full alphabet when making plans," she grunted from the floor. The tether was still attached to the back of the VTOL, limiting her range of motion.

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The robotic voice was the only warning as barbed tendrils shot toward both of them from the symbiote that was Red, his full bulk standing from the cockpit.

Silvija shoved Kurt in one direction and dove in the other to dodge away from the attack.

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The arms were new. Silvija blinked at the sight of them, but there was no time to remark. The acid had corroded through the cuffs on her wrists. She motioned to the collar on her neck.

Yet they'd be foolish to think the infiltration would go unnoticed in the small aircraft.

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍.

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Slowly, the symbiote secreted acid against the cuffs. Sable shifted carefully, not wanting to alert Red that she was awake. She placed her body over the cuffs, hoping to mask the smell of corroding metal.

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Of course she wasn't simply going to rely on Kurt. She put herself in this position and now she had to escape. If he came it would simply make matters easier.

Agony wrapped itself around her arm, pressing against the cuffs that bound her wrist.

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Ｙｏｕ ｔｈｉｎｋ ｈｅ ｗｉｌｌ ｓａｖｅ ｙｏｕ？ Ｙｏｕ ｔｈｉｎｋ ｈｅ ｉｓ ｅｖｅｎ ｓｔｉｌｌ ａｌｉｖｅ？

I didn't have a lot of time or options.

Sable closed her eyes, finding her footing. Red hadn't noticed that she was awake yet. His symbiote engulfed him, operating the controls using a multitude of tendrils in the cockpit.

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Precautions. Yet the weight of her phone sat against her hip where she'd stashed it. She wasn't supposed to have it, he assumed she left it behind as always.

It was soon time to see if her gamble would work.

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New York City had seen better days. Even now, through the dark of night, Sable could see the toll that the invasion had taken on it. It was only going to get worse from here.

Her wrists were bound. A collar sat around her neck. She was tethered to the back of the VTOL.

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The hum of the VTOL's engine was unmistakable. It flew smooth, but the rotors gave it a slight vibration that Sable recognized immediately. They were airborne.

Ｑｕｉｔｅ ｔｈｅ ｇａｍｂｌｅ．

She opened her eyes to see the lights of New York through the cockpit.

It paid off.

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quill

i stand by this and how fun it is to come up with the most cliche '80s action movie titles to fit each solo

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Ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｒｅａｌｌｙ ｔｈｉｎｋ ｔｈｉｓ ｗｉｌｌ ｗｏｒｋ？

I trust his heart. He'll do his best. Hopefully that's enough.

"Fine. I will enjoy watching ℍ𝕚𝕞 skin you for your treachery."

This part was going to hurt. Silvija grit her teeth.

The punch was hard, swift and strong. The world went black.

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"Why don't we ask ℍ𝕚𝕞 ourselves?" she spat. "ℍ𝕖 is coming, right?"

There. That moment of hesitation. He was taking the bait. He had her beat. He could kill her here and now. He should. She would.

But he was compromised, and Knull was absolute.

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"You defy ℍ𝕚𝕞." Dávid stared at her, the maw of his symbiote licking its lips with that elongated tongue.

"I do not. The armours were destroyed, weren't they?" she squeaked out with a grunt.

"Do you think ℍ𝕖 will see that as enough?"

Almost there. Just another little push.

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He was on her before she could raise it. A firm backhand knocked it clean out of her hands. She fell low and swept for his legs. Her foot came up solid against the tree trunks that were his calves.

He reached down and grabbed her by the head. She clutched his arm.

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She ducked under a hook that would've decapitated a normal human, throwing several of her own jabs into his ribs. She got purchase, but he didn't even flinch.

Instead, he brought his elbow down hard. Silvija rolled quickly to the side and drew her pistol.

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