that someone's lookin' out for us, that someone loves us

[slavophile]

( After searching the hunters' phone, decoding barely cryptic cypher, and triangulating what he realizes are coordinates, he brings everyone together. Timing is crucial.

The summer solstice is that evening.

Isaac, Bonnie, Gloria, Mia, Danny, the twins, and Hope are in William's room. )

It's the Astronomical Clock.

( "The abstract art?" Lizzie asks, remembering her meet-whatever with Danny in front of that very landmark.

Hope, Josie and Danny found the same. With the twins' begrudging acceptance of Jo's informative text (and not much more scolding, maybe it's coming), the plan comes together. With the summer equinox being about the incoming nourishment after action, then this is the local yearly ritual. )

Witches will be there in droves. In plain clothes, but there to reaffirm and grow their power. That is the hunters' target. What I don't know, is if this is a blunt assault. I downloaded schematics. This looks on the outside like an act of terrorism.

( So. Bomb. )

Every hunter we find is low on the totem pole. The higher ranked hunters run the ops. There will be civilians and civilian hunters. Low-ranked boy and Girl Scouts. It's dangerous.

( Which is why their answers are few and far between and why Cooper's double agent act only gets him so far. )

What do you think?

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[positiveinfluence]

[Isaac is just going to be over here, coughing up blood on the ground. Don't mind him.

Coop catches on with what Bonnie is putting down, and turns to pull his gun on Alessandro as well, playing along (20).]

Are you serious? And you were giving me shit about caring about my own neck?

[moralitypolice]

( She's got this, Isaac. )

You never know who you can trust. How would I know your name is Alessandro? And Cooper. Justin, I'm sorry. Your cause is a joke. Alessandro doesn't believe in it, and you shouldn't either. You were being played. We're all being played.

( "Al..."

Alessandro can't take it, his impulse control is shot and he rushes Bonnie, but, Justin knocks him over the head with the butt of his gun. It's not hard enough to drop him, but it hurts, and distracts him. )

I'm sorry, Justin. Witches are people. Werewolves, some. Vampires. They're all people. Like you.

( Today has been too much, he drops the gun and just takes off running.

Al, with his wits about him, brings a hand to his head, feels something wet and sees that, yes, it's blood.

"He fucking hit me."

Sorry, Cooper. Bonnie attempts a quick right cross (12), that barely connects, but you could make a show of it. She runs, pulls Isaac up and hobbles him back through the crowd.

"What the fuck," Alejandro adds. "Think I have a fucking concussion. Fuck." )

[positiveinfluence]

[Coop will take the L, dropping as she decks him and letting her and Issac escape. He groans, rolling towards Alessandro and tries to get up. Noises are starting to come from the inside, and noise over their comms about how they've lost contact with everyone inside.

He reaches towards Alessandro and helps pull him to his feet.]

C'mon. We gotta get out of here. Are you good to move?

[slavophile]

( "Yeah. I'm not with them, man."

He pleads, getting up, and gets away with Cooper. His friends are dead. And his best friend is gone. It's not a good day for Alessandro. )