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[fuckyou_chorus]

[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]

[Leaving the hangars after returning his knightmare.]

And we are simply supposed to wait.

[thekingsgambit]

That you are willing to admit to.

[2nd_slinger]

... are you sayin' that I, a masked vigilante, might be less than truthful about some things?

[thekingsgambit]

Never.

[2nd_slinger]

Damn straight.

[thekingsgambit]

I imagine you saw the result of the missing girls' work earlier.

[2nd_slinger]

... yes, I did, an' thank you for the unwanted flashbacks.

[thekingsgambit]

Did you get to speak with either of them?

[2nd_slinger]

No.

I... haven't exactly gone outta my way to confront any of 'em.

[thekingsgambit]

It seems that is the only way we can get anything close to a straight answer from them.

[2nd_slinger]

... huh. Might be time to rethink that strategy, then.

[thekingsgambit]

Perhaps.

[2nd_slinger]

Mhm.

How's the rest of your contingent been holdin' up?

[thekingsgambit]

I am going to pick up Nunnally. Euphy is probably already running around to see what she can do.

[2nd_slinger]

... right. Gimme a call if you need a hand with anything.

And... Thank Nunnally for me, please?

[thekingsgambit]

[Glaaancing at.]

... Ah, she said those two get along. I am lucky I convinced her to refrain from bringing in the whole pen of those hybrids.