@ABS0LUT1SM questions about our friend there?โ A single digit motioned toward the human pretzel in the vigilanteโs grasp.
โIโd ask him but-- ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, you knowโฆโ
@ABS0LUT1SM sickly white cloud. John Jones needed to follow the scent of the ideological decay, not the immediate smell of blood and wet pavement.
He had to hunt the sickness.
โYes, it appears you do,โ he muttered. โAgent Jones. Iโm with the FBI. Any chance I could ask you a couple of +
@themyscirawitch ๐ฉ๐๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ญ.
Her third eye was finally open. Cue the sudden sensory overload that came with it.
ยซ ๐๐ญแ๐ค๐ช ๊๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐. ยป
@themyscirawitch back of her skull, a sheepish smile on his face as it protruded from the other side. Then without further warning, a red light shot out from โฒค๐ค๐ญโฒค๐๐ฆ๊๊ด๐ ๐ wound in her forehead.
It was unmistakable. She had been given temporary access to their ๐ก๐ ๐๊๐๐ N +