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[@Ruler Inc][@FernStone]
 [code]Grand Ridge Academy[/code]
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Rita’s lips drew thin as Britney and Cyrus tabled her question. There was no point is asking again by using her abstraction. She could imagine that if abstractions generally had to be taken off of someone’s cold dead hands than giving one away probably didn’t help the gift giver out much in the end anyway. Besides, she didn’t like using her ability in such a large group. Tuyen was already able to intuit it when it had failed against her. She was surprised that Penny hadn’t figured it out, although the more time she spent around Penny the more she realized that her abstraction was almost unnecessary: brutal honesty was her default. 

Rita’s face remained grim as Penny offered her a bottle, which she declined. The last time she drank alcohol she made an ass of herself and then an entire camp got massacred. Penny shrugged and returned the bottle back to Billy, but not before she poured a little of the whisky into her mug. Rita’s face finally softened as Tuyen joined the group. She scooted over so that the girl could join them on the windowsill.

“Did I miss anything important?” asked Tuyen, leaning in towards Rita.

“Just more bad news. We can steal or give away abstractions, but I guess it’s deadly to lose one,” said Rita. “Next I guess we’re going out in a blizzard to do some research.”

Penny nudged Rita and glanced over at Tuyen as Paige called out Britney once again. “You’re timing’s good, though,” said Penny. “Made it just in time to see the claws come out.”

It wasn’t an outburst that came next, but a recollection. After the vision unfolded, Britney offered the group a warning: "... The Watchers - the League - they're gonna be a problem."

“You’re telling me the group of weirdos dressing up in cloaks aren’t here to help the everyman? Wow, bro, this is [i]shocking[/i],” said Billy after a beat.

“Billy, stop,” said Penny. She stared a Britney, confused as to how to process this. They had been friends up to only a couple of years ago, and never had Penny known anything like this had happened to Britney. She frowned. “I’m sorry for what you went through. I know that means next to nothing coming from me, but I am.” She bit her lip. “Still. If those bastards are gonna become a problem, then we’ll deal with them.”

“Wait, how are they gonna be a problem?” asked Billy. “Didn’t they say that their whole gimmick was stopping monsters and what not? Like, isn’t that also our thing?”

“We aren’t really good at it,” muttered Rita.

“The idiot has a point,” said Penny. “Wouldn’t their primary concern also be the Glutton?”