[posting from his laptop in the Center of Camp]

[inthemoodnow]

Okay, so now seems like as good a time as any to get organised. There's that countdown clock and all of those cryptic notes of doom and lots of mysterious beautiful strangers. Speaking of which, if anyone has the phone number for that engineer? Hook me up. I've thought of a few more questions I'd like to ask him

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[thekingsgambit]

There are some who have already been putting measures into place to take decisive action. I would suggest you inquire as to their own progress so we are all on the same page.

[2nd_slinger]

Dunno... Guess I'm just a worrier.

[thekingsgambit]

You are as bad as Suzaku, despite both of you knowing that I am fully capable of handling a combat scenario.

Besides, I have told you about my promise to Nunnally.

[2nd_slinger]

Yeah, 'cause when I think of the words "combat scenario" an' "handled" together, I think of you.

... well. Point.

[thekingsgambit]

The point is that you should not worry about me anymore than you would worry about anyone else here. We are all in equal danger.

[2nd_slinger]

It's not the danger that worries me, chief--it's our different abilities at handlin' it.

[thekingsgambit]

[Suzaku and I took out a nuke before, DOES THAT COUNT?]

I assure you, Johnny, I can manage a fight.

[2nd_slinger]

[... eh. Half-credit.]

If you say so... But with things gettin' so weird with the Barrier an' all, I wouldn't put too much faith in Camp's other handy little effects--like the resurrection rule.

[thekingsgambit]

[Ouch.]

... We do not have time to worry about conjecture. We have to focus our efforts on what we know.