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[Everything in camp seems calm now - quiet, even. The rumblings have stopped and the Virusaur is truly dead - a puddle of black blood that crackles a bit in the cornfield near the barrier. Camp's barrier itself is . . . odd. Different. Those who can get readings off of it will find them erratic, and off the charts in some instances. The air around

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[thekingsgambit]

It seems that even those two can be caught off-guard.

[bitchgineer]

They can't prepare for every eventuality.

[thekingsgambit]

I must say that an idiot sporting a legendary sword is not something I would have been able to predict either. But if they could not defeat him, I cannot say what their chances against the Devourer would have been, given that was their original plan.

[bitchgineer]

Who knows with the twins.

[thekingsgambit]

Will they be remaining with you now? Your crew.

[bitchgineer]

Of course. Why wouldn't they?

[thekingsgambit]

They did not seem that interested in their positions before.

[bitchgineer]

It's hard to be pilots when you're not flying.

[thekingsgambit]

So I have heard.

Is that why they set out to do this on their own? The restless need to do something?

[bitchgineer]

They actually thought it would help.

[thekingsgambit]

I believe that much. Their actions were reckless and impulsive, the very nature of the selfless martyr. As well as a mentality that generally comes with its own consequences on others.

[Puts a hand to one of his temples.]

What will you do now?

[bitchgineer]

Help Charlotte. In any way that I can.

[thekingsgambit]

[Glances over at that name.]

She said she will be attempting something soon.

I also heard your captain has her own plan for dealing with our threat, one that will require our participation.

[bitchgineer]

She hasn't told me about that one yet.

[thekingsgambit]

Interesting.

[Pauses]

Charlotte told me that she and Erin gathered each of you from throughout the universe.

[bitchgineer]

An Eriophor never lies.