[ open ] we'll keep dancing til we die

[commandertoolbelt]

want to dance?

or can I buy you a drink; dance club au

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[lefthandedgenius]

She gives him a mildly affronted look. "You don't have to stay." she says.

BUT IT WOULD BE EASIER. WE ARE ABLE TO KEEP ULTRA'S EYES OFF OF US, AND A CENTRAL LOCATION FOR TACTICAL PLANNING AND SAFETY ARE ESSENTIAL.

BUT LYDIA IS CORRECT. YOU DO NOT NEED TO STAY WITH US TO HELP US. YOU HAVE ADDITIONAL CONCERNS BESIDE YOURSELF.

[ensared]

"You're right, because that would mean abandoning my family, wouldn't it?" Gale points out, deliberately keeping his eyes away from Lydia. He can't leave them behind, vulnerable and without support - especially not when one of his siblings could develop the same kinds of powers. "I can't do that. How much do you know about them, anyway?"

[lefthandedgenius]

Lydia opens her mouth to answer, but it's Tim who replies.

THAT IS NOT ENTIRELY THE CASE. YOU ARE NOT ENTIRELY UNIQUE, GALE, IN BEING ONE OF YOUR KIND WHO HAS SIBLINGS, BUT ONLY A SMALL PERCENTAGE OF THOSE WHO DO HAVE SIBLINGS WHO ARE SIMILARLY GIFTED.

A display comes up that lists the names of Gale's brothers and sister, and ranks them in accordance of their probability of breakout.

Posy's name is at the top of the list.

Lydia stares at it, genuinely shocked. "I'm sorry, Gale," she says, staring. "I had no idea."

GIVEN YOUR SITUATION, IT WOULD BE RECOMMENDED THAT YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY RELOCATE TO OUR UNDERGROUND.

[ensared]

It's reassuring, at first, until the names appear on the screen. His first question was going to be how, exactly, they know about his siblings. But then Gale sees what it says, and words are lost, eyes widening in shock. Wordlessly, his lips form one word:

Posy.

"How can you tell?" he demands, whirling back to TIM. "How do you know that's accurate?"

He can't believe it. He won't. Posy can't be in danger.