Wise and Insightful
"I think that's the right move," Ash nods. "She might know how you think and try to steer you her way, but bouncing things off the rest of us will help make sure you're not just making the moves she wants you to make."Bell pulls off her domino mask and relaxes a little. "OK, that's the thing. After Comet got taken away, and after Brick did that thing where she jumps away when you're talking to her? She showed up. Like she was watching and waiting for the moment. She said some nice stuff about my destiny, you know, supervillain stuff -- sorry, Ash," she adds, hoping she didn't offend her friend. "I don't know what she wanted from me, but I tried to get some information from her about Rook Industries and she agreed, just like that. Maybe that's what she had in mind all along. That's what drives me crazy, every time I talk to her, I get the feeling I'm playing her game, her way. All I can do is tell you guys about it, so at least I'm not conspiring with her. I have a feeling that if I do that, I'm toast."
Ash knows she ought to tell Bell about her talk with Rook, but holds back, not wanting to endanger the trust she's slowly starting to build with the Squad.
"Oh, it's from a movie," Ash says vaguely. "Bad guy has himself cloned, but the clone comes out like three feet tall. There are much better movies for you to catch up on."She scowls and adds, "Also, she called me 'mini-me.' I don't know what that means, but I already know it's gonna be weird and I'm not going to like it."
"I'm fine, honestly," Ash says, waving a hand. "I know I can't take a hit like you, but that's why I wear the armour. Well, that and flying."Beth sits down on the floor beside the sofa with a thump. Sometimes how much she weighs still takes her by surprise, when she's not thinking about it.
Everyone seems to be in their own conversations, but in a way that suits Beth fine. She's never really been the most talkative person, and here she is, surrounded by friends and allies after a good fight... she pops the cap off a bottle of lemonade and smiles to herself. She knows when she's making excuses for not getting involved. Got to try to say something. Don't just sit next to her and pretend you're hanging out. But what can she talk about? It's not easy when for a couple of years all you've thought about is tactics.
"Hey, Ash?" she says. "Sorry if I'm interrupting. I just wanted to say thanks, you did a great job leading us out there. That was awesome. I'm, uh, really sorry I let you get hit though."
At one point Ash thought she'd never walk again. Being able to fly is awesome. She raises a hand and a can of diet soda levitates over into her hand.
"Besides, it was my own fault for taking my eye off the threat," she says to Beth as she takes a drink. "Not going to be much of a leader until I can get used to having actual people on the field. And can stop worrying about being arrested in the middle of a battle."
She clinks her can against Beth's bottle. "But hey, a win and a positive news story. I'll take that any day."
OOC: Yep, take influence and potential.
"Split the loot, gloat about outwitting your nemesis, and start boasting about the next step of your plan to take over the world?" Ash suggests flippantly. "I mean, going out for food is pretty traditional, but we're kind of on the distinctive side as a group. Maybe takeaway and a movie?""So," Ehri said, uncertainly. The contrast with her demeanor in speaking with the scientists and criminals was striking. "What... what's normal to do, in triumph after such victories?"
Under the joke there's a pang of loss. The Blacksmith always took Ash out for milkshakes after they pulled off a job, like they were celebrating a basketball game or a dance recital. It was dumb, but she misses it.