[x] Pretend to surrender
The idea of leaving passes from your mind only moments after you think of it. After all you've done, after all you've seen, you're not letting this woman win. You're not letting him win. There's no way that you can just agree to her demands. The National Guard is only moments away, but that leaves more than enough time for Evelyn to deal with Hego and Winston in whatever way she sees fit. But you are also painfully aware that you are not a hero. You can't just admit to the truth; whatever guilt you feel does nothing to mitigate the fact that you were complicit in mass murder on an almost unprecedented scale. As much as your newfound conscience weighs on you, there are some things you are unwilling to take on the chin. So you do what you've always done.
Smile, and lie.
"It's a trick. Be ready." You mutter into your comlink, before slowly and carefully stepping out from behind your cover. Edna glares at you as you go, gaze inscrutable.
"Hello Evelyn." You say quietly.
"Hello Mirage." Circuit Breaker replies, manic grin edging a bit higher up her face. "Are you making the smart choice? "
"Rest assured, your secret is safe with us. If… ours is with you." You reply, slipping smoothly into the role you'd played a thousand times. Allay suspicions. Lower their guard. Slide them into the trap.
Hego stares at you with open shock. You walk slowly and carefully forward. "We'll go, Ms. Deavor. As far as the government is concerned, we were never… here… at all."
Out of the corner of your eye you notice Marco moving into position, keeping to the shadows, and preparing for a pouncing strike on Evelyn even as you're talking to her. You only need to hold her attention for a few more seconds, just long enough to-
Intrigue check: Pretend to surrender
2+31+10+3=46
Evelyn Contest
68+40-20(A Little Busy)=88
Disastrous Failure!
Circuit Breaker Martial Check: I know your game
67+29+15+20 (You Repeat Yourself)=131
Marco contest
46+29+7+5+27+5=119
Success
Circuit Breaker activates: Marco is Defeated.
Marco leaps, and in an instant, Circuit Breaker whirls. Before he can even hit the ground a torrent of lightning blasts him through a nearby pillar, where he rolls over a few times on the ground, groaning. Smoke rises from his charred suit, and you can hear him muttering something on the comms about getting a new scar as he slips into what you hope is mere unconsciousness.
"You stupid bitch!" Circuit Breaker snarls. "I have access to the entire Kronos mainframe! Did you really think I wasn't going to read your script?!?! I saw EVERYTHING! Everything you've said, everything you've done, everything you were complicit to! EVERYTHING YOU DID WITH BUDDY PINE! And now you stand here and think you can take the high ground?!"
Circuit Breaker stalks towards you, hands filled with acrid blue light. She grins down at you with the promise of every pain, physical and mental, she can provide. "You've done worse than I ever will. You murdere-!"
There is a blur of movement, faster than a speeding bullet. There's no time for grandstanding. No time for poses. No audience is watching. There's no one here to help. You've reached the end of your rope. There's no one left who can stop her, and no one left who can save you from what comes next. The odds are impossible.
She knows it. You know it. Everyone here knows it.
Someone doesn't care.
Hego Martial Check: Big Damn Hero
81+36=117
Evelyn Contest
50+29+15-5(Got Me Monologuing)=89
Success
Circuit Breaker sees it coming, a moment too late. Her arms raise, crackling with energy, only for a force to slam into her stronger than a locomotive, carrying her into a half-collapsed support beam in a single bound. The blur resolves itself into Hego, holding her pinned against the stone.
Hego punches her once.
And the corona around her fades.
===
Hego has lost the trait: Glory Daze.
Hego gains the trait: Man of Tomorrow.
===
The next few minutes are spent pulling as many people as possible from the wreckage. Out of the five of you, the hero, Lizzy, Mezmerella, Edna and yourself, only Hego has any sort of first aid training beyond medical anatomy, and so you fall quite naturally into following his orders. Winston and Marco are both seriously burned, but not life threateningly so. Lizzy pokes Marco a few times, declaring that she needs to 'check for fractures' before retiring silently to a corner. Marco begins groaning from the examination, which you take as a good sign. Many of the incapacitated Supers have already begun to come to grips with their powers again; whatever cocktail of stimulants they were fed seems to be wearing off. They will likely be fine. Others are not so lucky. You are not an expert, but… you are fairly sure at least a few of the bodies you pull from the wreckage do not have pulses. You recognize none of them.
It's an improvement.
After a few minutes, you reach the end of what Hego can accomplish without damaging the structural integrity of the building. What's left of it. Hego sits down, heavily, on a broken statue of some bygone hero now far too worn to recognize.
"Ms. Peña. …Mirage. Could you… come with me for a moment? I need to speak with you before the responders arrive."
You blink, on some level realizing this should have been expected. It would have been a miracle to walk away with no questions asked. As it is, you consider yourself fortunate that Evelyn didn't jump straight to the grisly details as soon as she opened her mouth.
You stand up at the same moment Hego does, and nod curtly. "Francisca. Would you wait here, please?"
Mezmerella sighs languidly. "No, I don't think I will."
You freeze for a moment, turning to where the rest of your team is recovering. Marco is being supported by Lizzy, glowering at you. Lizzy's face remains as impassive as ever. No support there.
There is a click as Mezmerella flicks at the safety on a pistol. You don't know where she got that. Something in the back of your mind recognizes it. Scarab Corporation, G-007. An assassin's weapon. An absurd part of yourself wants to chastise her for sneaking it past security.
"Now now, that won't be necessary." Hego says, stepping deftly into the weapon's trajectory. A moment later, a hint of steel slips into his voice. "She's going to tell you."
"Yes, I would rather like to know myself." Edna Mode speaks at last, having long since extricated herself from the plant, somehow without a single thread out of place. "I have put aside my concerns thus far, but do not think you have-"
"Edna." Hego says, many things bound within the single word. "Please."
The woman scrutinizes Hego for a long moment.
"You wear my suit well, darhling." She says at last. "You have grown into it."
She nods. "Very well. I will continue my inquiries… on my own time."
With that, the diminutive woman walks away, and the room seems somehow less full because of it.
Once she has gone, it is just Hego and your team. You almost imagine you can hear sirens in the distance, but no. There's no more distractions.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I need to know. Everything back there… what did she mean?" Hego asks. "What… did you do?"
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[ ] Tell them everything
The jig is up, your own people have clearly begun to mistrust you, and you owe Hego this much. You… you don't know if you can bear this weight anymore. You will give yourself, at least, to a man whose judgement you trust.
[ ] Lie.
You've lied for this long, haven't you? Evelyn only got out the barest of hints as to your misdeeds. You could always admit to a lesser crime that you want to keep hidden in the hopes that this will placate them. Give a rough idea of how you 'allowed' Syndrome to get away with it for too long, 'didn't do enough to stop him'. Bury the truth down, down, down, down within yourself.
Never think about it again.
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