Chapter 8: Arc 1: The Meeting - 8
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"Speech"
Arc 1: The Meeting - 8
I hate this world so much. It has been an hour since we came here, and things are crazy. What is worse is that Nyarla and I end up in the central location of the storyline for the first part, aka Brockton Bay, and I nearly had to beat up a few gang members due to how unrestricted they are making a ruckus openly the moment they see Nyarla.
In addition, rumors have already begun about us so fast that I'm damn confused about why that happens. Since we have done nothing that caused the sudden interest other than Nyarla's appearance—fuck, it is because Nyarla's appearance is the main reason for the sudden interest. Furthermore, I can't forget how Nyarla's existence alone draws all the bad things everywhere she goes.
"So, you're being chased by bad men?" Nyarla asks the little girl that's tagging along with us for protection.
The little girl in mind is Dinah Alcott, the niece of Brockton Bay's mayor and a powerful precognitive. She has the ability to see the likelihood of something occurring in the future, which her power resolves into a percentage chance. She does this by perceiving trillions of possible universes and sorting them into groups based on a single event.
If someone asks Dinah a question, she does not have to answer that question. However, she could instinctively look at assorted futures in response to a question. For this reason, she appreciates if other people can avoid phrasing things as questions. If Dinah lies about an answer provided by her power, it messes up her power for a while, likely because actions relating to this answer affect the results.
Her power was not absolute; it could be affected by "stoppers" likely Thinkers who have powers that can cause the actions of others to change.