There was a moment - maybe three - where Brooke froze and believed that her face was ruined, that half of it was melting off and scarred, and that no plastic surgeon in all of New York would be able to help restore her to her former beauty. She'd be like one of those unfortunate Real Housewives, her face completely ruined and immovable, looking like a cheap imitation of true class and grace.
And then she remembered. She remembered the illusions that Regan Wyngarde had thrown at her, the illusions that her late aunt had thrown at her, the illusions that her grandfather had thrown at her. Years of training, years of lies, years of learning how to sift between them and feel what was real with her emotions.
She tapped into that, and she tapped into the fact that Insomniac was using his powers on her, directly.
With that, his illusory hold over her dropped and Brooke smiled her bitchy smile and stepped towards him again, connecting with him, tapping into the core of his powers and turning it back on him. She'd done it once before, with that imposter Lady Mastermind, and she could do it again against this nightmare of a wannabe supervillain.
"Do you see that?" Brooke asked darkly as she concentrated an illusion around Insomniac. "Those aren't monkeys. Those are elephant. Tall, regal, majestic elephants." Pause. "And they're all stampeding towards you right now, with acid spewing out of their trunks."
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And then she remembered. She remembered the illusions that Regan Wyngarde had thrown at her, the illusions that her late aunt had thrown at her, the illusions that her grandfather had thrown at her. Years of training, years of lies, years of learning how to sift between them and feel what was real with her emotions.
She tapped into that, and she tapped into the fact that Insomniac was using his powers on her, directly.
With that, his illusory hold over her dropped and Brooke smiled her bitchy smile and stepped towards him again, connecting with him, tapping into the core of his powers and turning it back on him. She'd done it once before, with that imposter Lady Mastermind, and she could do it again against this nightmare of a wannabe supervillain.
"Do you see that?" Brooke asked darkly as she concentrated an illusion around Insomniac. "Those aren't monkeys. Those are elephant. Tall, regal, majestic elephants." Pause. "And they're all stampeding towards you right now, with acid spewing out of their trunks."