[ Royce nods. He digs in the back for another one - all they have left is the small one they'd been using to train Mercy, but it'll have to do. He takes that and his favorite knife - dagger, really, and moves out.
True to his word, he stays in sight. Hides and counts the guards. One, two, three, four, Royce counts and signals back. There are four in the convenience store. Two more behind the counter, in the gas station part of the building. Royce vanishes for a moment so he can get close, and when he moves back into sight, he signals "two" and the sign for M. Mercy.
His blood is boiling. She's terrified, sitting near the back as two men discuss her fate. They, unfortunately, are not kind about what they figure she'll end up as - Royce's quick view gives him the idea that Mercy is trying not to cry, and while he's so, so proud of her, he also can barely breathe from the ache. His little girl. He won't let this happen.
Royce makes eye contact with Alfie. Signs in short, choppy sentences that he knows Alfie will understand: will kill the four silently, back me up once they're dead. ]
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True to his word, he stays in sight. Hides and counts the guards. One, two, three, four, Royce counts and signals back. There are four in the convenience store. Two more behind the counter, in the gas station part of the building. Royce vanishes for a moment so he can get close, and when he moves back into sight, he signals "two" and the sign for M. Mercy.
His blood is boiling. She's terrified, sitting near the back as two men discuss her fate. They, unfortunately, are not kind about what they figure she'll end up as - Royce's quick view gives him the idea that Mercy is trying not to cry, and while he's so, so proud of her, he also can barely breathe from the ache. His little girl. He won't let this happen.
Royce makes eye contact with Alfie. Signs in short, choppy sentences that he knows Alfie will understand: will kill the four silently, back me up once they're dead. ]