Michelle doesn't exactly impress me with her brains--I mean going into a rebels' base *without* even a weapon? Or a bodyguard? STUPID BINT. Clearly she has not seen any hostage movies.
Samuels--William--*and Abner*: oh my fucking GOD I'm squeeing at their semi-joint rebellion plotting. Even if it means my fic has sorta-been-Jossed if you read it straight. But yay Abner, for speaking more than three lines. I'm trying to figure out what made Samuels realize he was heading into a trap--the flag doesn't seem so obvious. (Maybe the fandom and TWoP forums will have further insight)
Jack and Frosty Blond Bitch will have to work together. This could be really entertaining or random crap.
I really love Samuels'
church? Synagogue? Temple? place. Very New England-ish with the divided pews and sorta Reform Jew with the padded seats and orange candelabras.
The deus ex machina "A chip? We did it when you were five" was kinda bleh. LOL at Michelle getting so upset at having a tracking device. Man, she lives in her own world. I'm trying, I really am, to like her, but... Way too naive for my taste.
This made me go "Oh David" at the end... :3 Jessie, he's trying to be a good boy!