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[code]Town Hall[/code]
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Penny was keeping the twins at bay, an array of pens fanned between one hand while the other head a fistful of change. The deafening ring of a gun told her that Billy had finally taken some initiative. She had no time to even give out a supportive whoop as a bullet hit Goro and another watcher, for she caught the glow of Amethyst’s dagger out of her periphery. She braced for something nasty to come at her through a portal, but she hadn’t anticipated what happened next as Watcher reinforcements  began to swarm her. How many of these assholes were there?

She took a few hops back to give her some distance to fire off a salvo of junk, but they had fanned themselves out in a way that perfectly lined themselves up with her crew. One bad shot and she’d risk taking one of them out. Penny wasn’t like Billy, who was perfectly content with blindly firing off some shots. She growled in frustration as her eyes darted back and forth between the new foes, unwilling to take a shot before she was certain she wouldn’t hit an ally.

Billy, in the meantime, was creeping on all fours along the ground to look for a better hiding spot and, ideally, an emergency exit.  He had made it to a resource desk when he looked back at the chaos and saw his sister whipping around in a panic as Amethyst began issuing orders in a foreign language. Why wasn’t Penny targeting their obvious leader? Hell, why wasn’t she doing anything at all? He huddled behind the desk, gun gripped in his hand, and sent her a message.

Penny, do something!

“I fucking can’t!” she shouted, dodging away from nothing.

“Shit,” he muttered under his breath. He didn’t know what was happening to her, but he couldn’t actually dip out while his sister was in trouble. Continuously cursing, Billy stood up from the desk and rushed towards Penny, fully intending to grab her by the arm and pull her away. However, from Penny’s view, it looked as if Billy was charging one of her assailants. Was he nuts? It was too dangerous for him to try and tackle one of them. 

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Rita jumped as Zoey sent one of the Wendigos through the window it had crashed through only for more to appear in its place. These things were way too fast, and as much as she didn’t want to Kimberly was right about them having to fight. Rita cursed under her breath, looked for an improvised weapon, and took a queue from Kimberly as she grabbed a chair. With all of her might she tossed it at the closest Wendigo; it glanced harmlessly off of the back of its legs. She actually let out a single ha at the sight of her own pathetic attempt. The Wendigo turned to face her, and that was when a swing from Charlie’s bat cracked across its skull and sent it flailing to the ground.

“Yes!” shouted Rita, moments before a Wendigo got revenge on Charlie and split their stomach. 

Rita felt hers turn. Jordan cast up a bubble, but it was too late. The bat clattered to the ground, and Charlie expelled their dying breath. The glow of their sigil caught Rita’s eye. The situation was life or death. There wasn’t even a bit of doubt in Rita’s mind as she reached out like in the recollection the Speaker had shown them and touched the sigil. In a second, it was gone. Memories that weren’t hers flooded her mind. She really hoped what she was about to do next worked. Rita reached down and grabbed the bloodsoaked bat. She reeled back, the new sigil on the nape of her neck burned, and she took one step forward as she made a giant, infused, home run swing at the head of the Wendigo that had killed Charlie. 

The bat cracked against its skull and splintered into several pieces.

”Oh [i]mother[/i][b][i]FUCKER[/i]![/b] ”yelled Rita, perhaps louder than anyone had ever heard the girl in her life. She kept part of the broken bat as Kimberly called for them to retreat, joining the group as they made to make their escape from the infested lobby.