by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 2 of 6
word count (story only): 1449
:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, and the Mercedes subset, while taking the “Road Trip” in an entirely new direction. ::
Pay Special Attention: People who have been profiting from human trafficking have parts of their reality (and sometimes their bodies) folded into several sharp points which may not match any previously known 'safe' configuration. ::
Joshua had just turned toward the nearest stairwell when G called, “Dad?”
“There was an injury,” he responded immediately. “Did you leave your earthquake preparedness bag in your backpack?” When G nodded, Joshua asked, “Can you fetch it for us? I think we might need some of the tools.” The teen dashed off.
“Why do you want an earthquake bag?” Willem asked. Joshua faced him, shading his eyes with one hand. Behind them both, Orris led the teleporter to a table one row over, holding her elbow as she eased, shivering, into a chair. Despite the movement, she barely slowed the spoon delivering bite after bite of lemon gelato.
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