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In which three espers enjoy the fruits of their labor
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“Anyway, neurotic people should be headed to us now. That just leaves loafers and anyone with disabilities to clean up. Also: monsters.”

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"I don't think that's ethical? Or safe...We should get going in case the monsters follow them."

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Okay, I have learned so many things today.  Fuck.  "How are they coming here, foot?  Illusion teleportation?  Flying train?"  

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“Oh. I … assume they walk? Or run, given how fast they are moving now.

“Do you want them to go even faster? Is much harder.”

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"You assume?"  She digs a set of binoculars out of her bag and squints through them. "Yeah I think there's people coming."

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Well, shit in my fucking beard.  "Okay.  Let's just.  Let's just go get them."  Before he does something else.

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“Yes, assume.” He stares blankly for a bit and then remembers that he has to explain this kind of thing to people. “I just guarantee they get out safe. Not how. How is details.”

He tries to formulate a more detailed explanation in his second language and fails. And sadly neither of them seems to be wishing very hard to understand him before they’re already jogging toward the little figures in the distance.

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A kilometre isn't far at all for espers who stay in shape to jog.

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Misha's power has rallied at least some of the victims.  Pulled them forth from where they were hiding, and gathered them around a towering trellis, which hosts dozens of plants laden with delicious-looking candy apple vines.  Something about it looks like a natural place to gather.  It's pretty notable-looking!  One of the victims is actively poking the trellis while talking to one of her fellow victims.  The edges of her mouth are smeared with chocolate and caramel.

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"Over here, rescue espers! Is anyone injured?"

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"I think we're okay.  Not so hungry, anymore.  I thought I was gonna die in here, after the bird came after me."  Looks like half a dozen vics of various ages.  The oldest looks to be a man in his late forties, they're probably all competent to head to the exit.

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Misha has wandered towards the trellis and is staring with violent intensity at the vines on it. He squints at it, and then shakes his head and squints again. Nothing else seems to interest him, including the victims.

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"We'll get you outta here. Hey Aumento you want the front of the group?"

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"Yeah, I can take point.  Alright, everyone!  The exit isn't too far off, we'll be out of here in a few minutes.  Just keep your eyes peeled.  My power gives protection and strength, so if you get attacked, just punch whatever is attacking you.  It won't last long.  Aside from that, you need to stay with the group.  I can protect you from monsters, I can't protect you from getting lost.  Okay?"  

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There's a muttered agreement.  Nobody wants to be here any longer, and two out of three competent-seeming espers is better than zero espers.

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Yeah that's what you get for staring at candy plants like a kid. 

"I'll bring up the rear then. If any more  birds  show up I  should be able to put them on the ground before they get close. I'm good at birds."

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"Coming, Misha?"  What's got him so obsessed?

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He doesn’t look up, though his face does react with surprise. “Mm? Yes? Yes, I follow in moment. Take rear.”

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Hm.  He gestures at Graviton - cover civilians.  Then he rests his hand on Misha's neck, in the hopes that guiding will snap him out of it.  "C'mon, we've got to get these folks out of here."  I have no idea how expensive that was, let's see...how much backlash is this?

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She flashes an  acknowledgement at him.

"Everyone gather close so we can move out of here."

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Well, everyone's been through Dungeon Drills in primary school.  They group up, a little hesitantly.  "Are we far from the portal?  Did you kill all the monsters yet?"

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"We're not far. We haven't seen the monsters yet actually, you're the first group out and  there weren't any on the way over. But we're very good at dealing with monsters so if anything shows up you just got to stay with the group and we'll deal with it."

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