About Tower Curator
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Dyna rushed forward, moving from the concealment of a flimsy office filing cabinet to the sturdy cover of a brick wall. Flipping open her mirror, she used it not like the artifact it was, but as a regular mirror to peer around the corner. There was a bit of smoke in the air. She could taste it on her tongue. But the goggles she wore let her see through it like it wasn’t there. Seven on the left. Five on the right. The enemy was crouching and half hidden behind toppled tables and furniture. Their…-
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Emerald placed her back against a concrete pillar, wincing as bullets pelted the other side. This was not how this operation was supposed to have gone. Arriving in Seoul, Korea had been nice enough. Lovely city. The accommodations had been nothing to complain about. Then began the search for the artifact. Emerald had been hoping that they would be able to find the artifact in good time. Perhaps in the hands of a collector they could pay off or maybe a museum with a single night-shift security guard that…
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“She’s becoming a problem.” “Becoming? She’s been a problem since the moment we discovered her.” “We’re lucky to have discovered her. Imagine what she could have done in someone else’s hands.” “What she did do in other’s hands. I, for one, do not believe Tartarus was an organization at all this time last year. She’s manufacturing new enemies for us out of nothing. Likely thanks to careless words delivered by our artificers.” “Perhaps it is time we reexamine our…
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Dyna watched with a wince as a wooden letter block slipped out of Hematite’s grip. Hematite ground her teeth together, stilled and took a deep breath, then tried again. Her arm shook and her eyes were filled with concentration, but she managed to stack the block on top of another. The moment of victory crashed down along with the tower of blocks as Hematite’s thumb nicked the edge of another block as she tried to pull back from the tower. Hematite slumped over, sighing to herself. She stared down at…
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It was a coil gun, not a lightning gun. Dyna had seen the bright flash. The clap of thunder. The fried bodies. It was a lightning gun, not a coil gun. Walter ran up with it and used it in relatively close proximity. He had dropped it or thrown it to the floor in surprise and shock. It was his gun. It had come from his car. He would have known how to use it. It was a coil gun. Beatrice’s drones had been knocked out of the sky from the blast of lightning. It was a lightning…
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“So,” Dyna said, pulling an internally-suppressed pistol from Walter’s cache of weapons. She didn’t know what kind of weapon it was, but it looked far sleeker and newer than anything she had used before. Dyna wasn’t surprised that his car had just as many weapons stashed away as Emerald’s car and, after seeing the car itself, she wasn’t surprised that they were just as high-tech. But she was curious… “Why didn’t you use one of these on that mountain man?” “Mountain—” Walter…
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Dyna felt calm. An unnatural calm, but at the moment, that feeling was rather refreshing. Her worries, her stress, even some of the pain she was in felt muted. It didn’t go away. It was all still there in the back of her mind. She wished the feeling would persist, but she had a feeling the calm state would recede the moment she touched the objects presented to her. The objects in the truck were definitely artifacts. No blind experiment this time, though it probably was still an experiment. At the…
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The good news was that Dyna’s arm had not broken. Dislocated, yes, but not broken. The doctors reset it. It still hurt like hell and had swelled up a bit, but at least she didn’t have weeks or months of sitting in a cast to look forward to. Which was more than could be said for poor Hematite. Dyna still wasn’t sure what had happened there. With her luck and the stories Dyna had heard about the precog, she figured Hematite should be able to walk away from anything unscathed. But perhaps her…
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Dyna had been seeing a therapist, Doctor Bellows, for the past several months. Once a week with a few exceptions ever since the mirror became a proper artifact. The sessions were fairly relaxed, though they did have a goal. Two, actually. For one, she was supposed to work on her self-esteem issues, which Dyna thought she had mostly under control. Coming to the Carroll Institute with no demonstrable psychic ability had sent her mental state into a spiral of self-defeating despair. That, she thought, she…
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They stole the Ouija board. It was the only explanation. The fifth threat, the one that neither Dyna nor Hematite could account for, hadn’t engaged in combat. The group was looking for artifacts. They could easily have had detection tools similar to what Tartarus had. Dyna hadn’t checked the bodies for such tools; she was focused more on weapons than other equipment. How were they planning on extracting themselves from the situation and the city? Grafton had tried using the airport. Would they do…
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