The blood, the sweat, the tears...

[chesspolitik]

Anatoly paced anxiously outside of his hut, trying to determine what to do. Lex was gone, and the chaotic scene inside their hut pointed to an actual culprit rather than the island. The chessboard had been knocked over, the pieces strewn everywhere and a mysterious shirt left in the corner - all signs of a struggle.

He couldn't search for Lex alone, that much was obvious, but who on earth could he turn to? He couldn't bring himself to trust the IPD in the best of times, let alone during something like this, when near half the population were acting unlike themselves. Who could say that the members of the IPD were not affected as well? Perhaps they were even responsible for this. He'd not be surprised, at this point.

The "superhero" contingent was not even an option. Anatoly could not understand why people would voluntarily choose to dress themselves in ridiculous costumes and go about spying on people. They might say it was "for the good of the Island" but he had heard that sentiment before and put very little faith in their good intentions.

Cassie seemed the lone exception, but he could hardly ask her to help, could he?

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[thethirdwonder.livejournal.com]

When Anatoly said Kon's name, Cassie couldn't hide her wince of hurt. As if Dinah and Bart weren't enough... She turned to look at him, for the moment forgetting she was supposed to be helping him find Luthor. She just...had to know if this was going to hurt more then it already did. "Kon...he...he didn't do anything to Luther did he? or You?"

She was very much a hurting sixteen year old girl in that moment, rather then a young superhero.

[chesspolitik]

At that, Anatoly immediately went over to Cassie and wrapped his arms around her. Lex hadn't told him what Kon had done, but he gathered it was unpleasant enough. And him - well. This was stressful enough without her knowing the sort of things Kon had said.

"He was just rude," he answered, holding her tightly. "That was all. What did he say to you?"

[thethirdwonder.livejournal.com]

"It wasn't so much what he said..." Cassie said quietly, holding on to him tightly. "It's more what he did. With people who weren't affected and none of them had any thought about me. I'm finding that apparently I don't matter to a lot of people." She was vague but it was still so raw from yesterday that it was hard for her to talk about.

Finally, she pulled away and turned away before quickly rubbing her eyes in hopes Anatoly wouldn't notice as she went on as if nothing had happened. "So, finding Luthor. This isn't much to go on, but I'll ask around. I'm sure someone has to have seen something." It wasn't like Luthor was hard to miss afterall."