Blades & Barriers: Chapter 45

                A lot of reporters had shown up for this. That might have surprised Angela earlier in the day, but after seeing the diplomats purchase an entire hotel and confess to using a network of detectives, Angela had learned not to underestimate their level of influence. She wondered how many of the people crowded into the room were there for the story and how many had come because their boss ordered them too, likely working off the directive of someone higher up in the company who’d gotten a generous donation. It didn’t really matter; there was nothing illegal about paying for exposure, hell that was the basis for all advertising. Still, the thought nagged at her. She didn’t love how skilled Iliana and Steven seemed to be at manipulating things behind the scenes. Especially when Angela’s own mentor was working as their guard.

                Not that things were going smoothly on that front. Unseelie and Iliana had hit a bit of a disagreement over whether or not the Heroes should be on camera. Unseelie had argued that if someone attacked the diplomats they needed nearby protection, while Iliana didn’t want to appear with anyone besides Steven on camera.

                “I’ve told you already, my people are cautious. If they see an American Hero up there with me, they’ll wonder if my statements are truly my own, or if you’re there to make sure I say what I was told,” Iliana explained.

                “I could just as easily threaten you from off-screen, that doesn’t even make sense,” Unseelie countered.

                “We are not dealing with logic today. Steven and I are fighting against fear and paranoia, both of them well-deserved. Yes, some will know that you being there means nothing implicit, and others will suspect me to be under duress regardless of who is with me, however for some your presence would make a difference. They must see us, two of their own people, by ourselves reaching out to them. It is what will compel them to trust us. Even if it means only connecting with one more of our people, I cannot risk losing that person. The entire building is under DVA supervision, and you will be only a few feet away. Let me do this job as it must be done, Unseelie. Trust me, as I trust you with our lives.”

                Angela genuinely wasn’t sure if Unseelie would go for it or not, until she slowly inched her head forward into a nod. “Fine. But if I see anything that looks suspicious, I’m jumping in.”

                “I have complete faith in your judgement.” Iliana touched Steven’s arm briefly, and together the two of them stepped out in front of the room of reporters, making their way to a table practically covered in microphones. It was the first time they’d been away from the diplomats since arrival, and Angela wasn’t inclined to waste the opportunity.

                “When you think it’s safe to talk, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you.” Angela kept her tone soft, but didn’t go into a full-blown whisper. She didn’t know if either of the diplomats were concealing an aspect of their power to enhance their hearing, and she didn’t want to risk tipping her hand.

                “Not to worry. We’re going to have a meeting after our shift is over. There are a few things I’d like to talk over as well,” Unseelie said. “We’re probably on the same boat.”

                “Really?” Angela couldn’t keep the surprise off her face. She hadn’t thought Unseelie noticed the deception.

                This time, it was Panic who replied. “Oh yeah, you caught it too? Iliana keeps pushing the idea of only her and Steven being on camera, saying the United Avalon refugees need to see the face of their own people. But the thing is, until Iliana took this job she was supposedly just another Super test subject. Steven too, if accounts are to be believed.”

                There was something there, a thread that if Angela pulled, she was pretty sure she could unravel. Since they only had so long to talk, though, it seemed more expedient to simply ask someone in the know. “What’s the issue there?”

                “Simple,” Unseelie said. “If Iliana and Steven were really no-name-Supers under the Republic of Krezic, why would any of their escaped countrymen recognize them? They could be actors hired by the new regime to play the part of diplomats.”

                “Crap, that’s right.” Now that Unseelie had pointed out the flaw in their mission, the rest fell quickly into place. “Which means that either they’re not really here for the reason they say, or they weren’t nobodies before the Republic of Krezic fell. Either way, we don’t know the whole story.”

                Panic grinned a little as Angela sorted things out. “Precisely.”

                “I guess that explains why Iliana might be hiding her real power.”

                It was a tad bit satisfying for Angela as both Panic and Unseelie turned to her, surprise on their faces, with the latter letting out a half-whispered reply. “Iliana is doing what now?”

*             *             *

                While most of the team didn’t like to be interrupted for anything short of an emergency during these hospital visits, Bayou had always made it a standing policy that he could be reached nearly anytime. Over the years that had led to many half-eaten meals, a handful of movies left only partially seen, and one particularly inconveniently timed interruption during a sexual encounter with a partner who, understandably, refused to ever take his calls again. But Bayou remained firm in his resolve to always be reachable, and he was working on training Gunk to follow the same path. Being a Subtlety Hero meant jumping on opportunities when they came, because often the windows were fleeting. That was why it was important to always be in the loop, and that was also why Bayou touched his earpiece and walked discreetly into the hallway midway through the hospital visit.

                He returned a few minutes later, carefully and diplomatically extricating Gunk from his current group of admirers and pulling the intern out of earshot. Once they were alone, Bayou broke down the situation for him.

                “I just had a message passed to me from Reina. She’s learned something we’ll be interested in and wants to meet, the sooner the better. I’m going, but if you wanted to stick around here that’s okay. I don’t need backup, you’ve already met her, and days like these really aren’t as frequent as we’d like. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to stay.”

                “No, I’m with you,” Gunk replied. “Nice as all this is, if I wanted people cheering for me I’d have gone the traditional Hero route. But I went Subtlety because I know where I excel, and it isn’t in places like this.”

                “Could have fooled me. The kids loved you.” Bayou had actually been a little surprised how well Gunk took to the children, most people needed a little time to get used to the situation.

                “I’ve had practice, enough that I don’t need more. What I could use is the experience of being at your side, seeing how you work at every opportunity. So count me on this, please.”

                “It’s your call,” Bayou told him. “If you want to come along, then that’s fine. I just didn’t want to make the choice for you. Everyone deserves a little time away from the fight now and again.”

                “If I get to that point, I’ll let you know.” Gunk tilted his head to the nearest exit sign, a colorful one pointing toward the elevators. “In the meantime, I think we’ve got some unsavory characters to meet up with.”