(I literally had a moment, about two hours ago, where I was like, “the responsible thing to do would be shower and go to sleep, and write the cracky idea in the morning.” Thank god I’m not that mature yet.)
hated this mission. The fact that she had self-assigned it did nothing to
diminish her hatred. It just left her with only herself to blame.
pinching your lips like that. It blows your cover as an empty-headed chit.”
wait, there was definitely someone else to blame.
tightened her grip on Ripley’s arm—Anna Ripley, international arms dealer,
perennial pain in the Department’s ass, and just
this once her partner—and wished Vex was here instead. But the Conclave had
caught Vax on camera stealing the Whisper Codex, which meant they’d make Vex as
well, and no one else knew Percy’s codes well enough to…coordinate if something
went interestingly. (Or to communicate if he was too badly hurt. Or to counter
him if—no, Keyleth didn’t believe Raishan’s bullshit message for a second.
Percy would never betray them. She just prayed the Deceiver and her cronies
hadn’t done anything too horrible to him when they found that out.)
there was one other person who knew
Percy that well, and this was a two-man job. Or two-woman, as the case may be.
reached the hotel door before Keyleth was ready. Ripley just extended one cool
hand to the doorman, with a heavily embossed invitation.
Anna Ripley, and guest.” A smirk played on her lips like she knew a joke he
didn’t get. Keyleth held still, and tried to smile at him.
guard scanned the invitation with his phone, waiting until it beeped a
confirmation to look back up at them. Keyleth didn’t let herself relax an
inch—falsifying the invite had definitely been the easy part of the job.
afraid I need to get your guest’s name, ma’am,” he said. He was dressed like he
worked for the Palazzo he stood in front of, but a discreet five-colored pin on
his collar announced the hosts of the party within.
is my assistant, Kiki Dawson.” Ripley spoke before Keyleth could open her
mouth, and pulled their twined arms a little closer, as if to claim her.
smiled at the guard, trying to make her expression fit her dress. It was a
low-cut, sleeveless, lime green thing, meant to draw attention to her curving figure
and the tattoos swirling over her dark skin. Normally those were just for her,
but tonight they had to be part of the costume.
guard waved them in with only the hint of a lecherous smirk. As soon as they
were through the doors), out of sight, Keyleth aimed a heel at her “partner’s”
foot. Ripley pulled away just in time.
happened to us both being incognito?”
kept towing her across the lobby, speaking softly but without a hint of doubt.
“Wouldn’t have worked. I’ve dealt with the Conclave before, and they don’t like
me much. Umbrasyl probably remembers my face, and Raishan certainly does.”
how did we just walk into her party?”
that goddamn smirk. “I phoned ahead and offered to sell her my new missile
Cabal’s Ruin? Keyleth wanted to say, just to prove that they had
broken her security enough to know—but it was too late. They were already at
the ballroom doors, and thank god it wasn’t like a ball in fairy tales, where
they would be announced at the door, or Keyleth would just about have died.
was awful enough. There were so many people, milling around in clothing that
cost enough to feed a small country, and Keyleth recognized enough of them at a
glance to know that they had probably collectively starved several small
countries, or would within the year, and wouldn’t care. They were all drinking
champagne and making small talk, and around them were a dozen glittering
chandeliers and enough gold to bankrupt another, medium-sized country. Not,
Keyleth knew, Raishan’s taste—fuck, did that mean Thordak was here, too?
again, they did have quite a prize in the vaults below.
didn’t need Ripley’s nudge to trip against the first waiter she saw, and spill
champagne down her very cloth-free front. It was barely even an act.
dear,” said Ripley, sounding more like an irritated schoolmarm than someone who
would ever call someone else ‘dear.’ “Do you have the faintest sense of the
dignity of an occasion?”
am so sorry, ma’ams,” said the
waiter. He pointed back towards the lobby door, his own shirt stained gold as
well. “There’s a bathroom right out there and to the right, if you need it.
Please, let me get you a finer drink as an apology. A rosé? Or we have a fine
old Chanteau, put down in 1927.”
you,” Keyleth said before Ripley could say something snide.
saved it until they were back in the hallway. “Well, they certainly know we’re
we needed them to,” Keyleth snapped back. “Or did you want them wondering why
you appeared at the front door and never in the party?”
just rolled her eyes, and took the lead as they walked—not crept; never look
like you don’t want to be caught—down the opulent hallway.
you didn’t want to come,” Keyleth hissed, hopping a step to keep up with her,
“you didn’t have to.”
be ridiculous. I’m not going to let someone else
kill—quiet.” Ripley caught her by the arm and pulled her flat against the wall
just before a T-intersection.
fumbled a compact mirror, very quietly, from her pocket, and angled it stealthily
at her side. She caught a glimpse of the same uniform the guard at the door
wore—black; Security. Two of them were coming down the intersecting hall.
wasn’t enough cover here, and they had gone in the opposite direction as the
bathrooms. Keyleth glanced at her “partner.”
already had a pistol in her hand, from where, Keyleth didn’t know. How, she didn’t know. There had been an
X-ray weapons scanner carefully concealed in the front door. Keyleth only had a
couple shocks stored up in her tazer-bracelets.
tugged Ripley’s arm to get her attention, and pointed at the gun. Too much, she mouthed silently.
Silencer, Ripley mouthed back, raising one eyebrow like she
was genuinely surprised Keyleth was this stupid.
Bodies, Keyleth replied, because I
don’t want to kill random guards just because they get a half-decent paycheck
here would be ignored, and was too long, and probably wouldn’t work out
she gave up and, as Security’s footsteps approached, pushed herself over
Ripley’s front (hiding the gun) and kissed her on the lips.
caught the older woman by surprise. Ripley’s mouth was open to retort something
else. Keyleth leaned into it with what
she hoped was a convincing moan. Her fists bunched in the fabric of Ripley’s
dress—much more modest than her own, but it felt just like it looked, like
fabric made of midnight.
arms came up around Keyleth’s shoulders and there were two soft thumps behind
her. One of the gods stopped halfway through clearing their throat.
pulled away, wiping her mouth, and looked behind her. Both guards were on the
ground, a woman with a neat hole in her head and a man gurgling and choking as
blood spilled out of his throat. He was trying to reach for the radio on his
hip, but his arm twitched uncontrollably.
stepped around Keyleth and him a second time, a would to match his partner’s.
Her gun was perfectly silent.
“That wasn’t necessary.” Keyleth felt the
bile rising in her throat, and the tears in her eyes, and hated them both.
Hated field missions in general and this one in particular, hated every reason
that she had to be on it, and hated that she couldn’t handle any of it.
are utterly naïve,” Ripley sneered. She peered around the corner for more
guards, gun still in her hand. Her carefully coifed bun was mussed from where
Keyleth had pushed her against the wall. “The elevator shaft is this way.”
Keyleth could finish her insult, the supposedly solid ground shook beneath
their feet. Of course, both women knew full-well there was a complete Chroma Conclave
facility beneath this building.
shook again, harder this time, as if the source was moving closer to the
surface. A little more to the south, though. There was the faintest echo of an
Ripley said with a snake-like smile, as Keyleth breathed a relieved, “Percy.”
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