As I understand, Sen and Rin crept out of hiding only after ascertaining that Jaeger and his sisters had indeed started off.
…Which suggests, gods preserve us all, that the Jaegers are en route, and we’ll soon be treated to the squawkings of Nellie and Pippa. I am at once gritting my teeth and somewhat eagerly awaiting the response of Esma’s retinue.
The when of Sen and Rin’s arrival remains a mystery. I understand they’ve formed some plan about ‘gathering supplies,’ and spent fifteen minutes chasing down an albino squirrel Rin may or may not have spotted. There was something about going back for Andi and Marlowe, then going back again for Kaleo. And, of course, when Sens are involved, one must always allow for an extra hour of becoming lost, reoriented, then lost all over again.
Blake might - might - be of use in keeping the lot of them on-track.
I can’t blame the shitheads particularly for dragging their feet, but if they don’t show in the next hour, we are going to find them and drag them over, kicking, screaming, and expositing on injustice and the tyranny of New York’s street plan, in which all roads lead to Esma’s.
Delphina and Layne have landed, though they’re likely to take their time in arriving. I expect the rest of my particular circus’s clowns will be arriving sporadically throughout.
[ … ]
Honestly, I’ve no idea how Esma tracked down so godsdamned many of my exes. The more I see, the clearer it becomes how much effort she expended on this nonsense. Were I not thoroughly annoyed, I might almost be flattered.
The small relief is that no earthly force could have compelled my ex-wife to cross the Atlantic, or permitted Esma to swallow her pride far enough to contact the woman. Well. And she must know Rin might kill her. Or Sen might kill her. Or I might kill her.
[ … ]
I’ve not seen Deforest yet.
Or Simon.
Bridges to burn when we reach them, I suppose. If nothing else, Deforest had damned well better show himself; he has a role to fulfill as ‘twin’ bait.
[ … ]
Enri. If at any point this nuisance of exes becomes over-much, or if you become weary of Esma’s antics, let Daddy know. We needn’t remain any longer than you’re comfortable.
And. If we could use a break, there’s always the option of slipping off for a bit of private conversation. >;3
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…Which suggests, gods preserve us all, that the Jaegers are en route, and we’ll soon be treated to the squawkings of Nellie and Pippa. I am at once gritting my teeth and somewhat eagerly awaiting the response of Esma’s retinue.
The when of Sen and Rin’s arrival remains a mystery. I understand they’ve formed some plan about ‘gathering supplies,’ and spent fifteen minutes chasing down an albino squirrel Rin may or may not have spotted. There was something about going back for Andi and Marlowe, then going back again for Kaleo. And, of course, when Sens are involved, one must always allow for an extra hour of becoming lost, reoriented, then lost all over again.
Blake might - might - be of use in keeping the lot of them on-track.
I can’t blame the shitheads particularly for dragging their feet, but if they don’t show in the next hour, we are going to find them and drag them over, kicking, screaming, and expositing on injustice and the tyranny of New York’s street plan, in which all roads lead to Esma’s.
Delphina and Layne have landed, though they’re likely to take their time in arriving. I expect the rest of my particular circus’s clowns will be arriving sporadically throughout.
[ … ]
Honestly, I’ve no idea how Esma tracked down so godsdamned many of my exes. The more I see, the clearer it becomes how much effort she expended on this nonsense. Were I not thoroughly annoyed, I might almost be flattered.
The small relief is that no earthly force could have compelled my ex-wife to cross the Atlantic, or permitted Esma to swallow her pride far enough to contact the woman. Well. And she must know Rin might kill her. Or Sen might kill her. Or I might kill her.
[ … ]
I’ve not seen Deforest yet.
Or Simon.
Bridges to burn when we reach them, I suppose. If nothing else, Deforest had damned well better show himself; he has a role to fulfill as ‘twin’ bait.
[ … ]
Enri. If at any point this nuisance of exes becomes over-much, or if you become weary of Esma’s antics, let Daddy know. We needn’t remain any longer than you’re comfortable.
And. If we could use a break, there’s always the option of slipping off for a bit of private conversation. >;3