ILEA You and Roo take field. Tactics?
SABLE (smiling) I orchestrate possibilities. You call it chaos, I call it market correction. superheroine central
ILEA (sober) And if it’s not a device? ILEA You and Roo take field
Sable shifts, and the air cools—the shadows gather and lengthen like smoke. With a flick, she bends momentum; a commuter’s briefcase floats sideways, then drops with the force of a thrown brick. she bends momentum
Lights lower. The holograms blink off in succession, leaving the chevrons on their chests glowing faintly, like beacons in dusk.