Book Five, Chapter 89: Preparations
"I'm certain that we could accomplish this much more feasibly with a bit of string," Andrew said as we finished setting up one of our many traps incorporating our silver nitrate and copper purification method.
"Look, Antoine's rescue trope is supposed to be a test of Hustle, and I don't know if you noticed yet, but we haven't really had one—unless having a timer counts as Hustle-based, which I don't think it does."
He continued messing with the finicky mechanism we had designed on the fly. Around us, the remaining mercenaries were being a big help. Their relatively high Hustle made light work of the meticulous traps we were building.
"Fair enough," Andrew said. "I have just the trope for buffing my Hustle, but at the same time, I'm uncertain of how this fuse can possibly be lit by a bullet."
"Well, my friend, that is exactly what Savvy is designed for—making things that seem kind of plausible work when they wouldn't in real life," I said. "In movies, a bullet can light a fuse if it strikes a rock at the same time and sends out a spark or put out a fuse if it just hits the dirt."
Andrew already had a high Hustle stat. That, combined with his ability to buff his Hustle when performing a task that requires lots of focus, meant he would be ideal for meeting the requirement of passing a test of Hustle.
"Let's not forget," I said aloud to both Kimberly and Andrew, the only two other players around for the finale. "Anytime you get a chance to show off on Hustle or to win using that stat, you need to do it. Whether it's running from one of the wolves, throwing something at it, or shooting it with a really accurate shot—we have to show off our Hustle. I'm not exactly sure what the consequences of not doing that are, but Antoine's trope was pretty clear."
Andrew nodded. I'm not sure he liked me being so redundant, but I would rather be redundant than forget to say something.
Kimberly quickly walked away toward the staircase that would lead below the Fort.