THIRTY-SIX : All hail the leaders of the revolution

[wristsniper]

[She's taken stock of new dronings. She's counted her losses. She's almost ready to post the tournament bracket. She's met with Prussia and Fritz, and now... Now there's only one thing left to do. She shuffles away the folder marked "Westport", and begins to make the call.]

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[freakinblur]

[Of course this guy is stopping by, you better have some coffee brewing!]

Awright. So what's the grand plan, huh?

[wristsniper]

[OF COURSE THERE IS COFFEE.

The living room now more closely resembles a war room: maps, small blocks and shapes, stacks of paper, books, and a multitude of other supplies are suddenly out in the open.]

Three-part assault. City Hall, the police station, and the drone household. I'm going to need you for this.

[freakinblur]

Naturally. Which team am I gonna be on?

[wristsniper]

The police station, or City Hall. We're trying to infiltrate the police station.

[rulethegame]

[Joshua isn't usually the type to get himself directly involved in these sort of things; he prefers to remain in the background while other people do the work for him. But it's been nearly four months since he last saw Shibuya, and being completely cut off from her Music has made him a little antsy. Without all of his powers, he knows full well that he can't get home by himself, and he's willing to take a risk if it means getting him one step closer to jacking this town. And at any rate, it'll be good to gather information on what people are planning. He can decide on whether to join them later.

So he'll be slipping in the door, whistling lowly at the preparations she's made.]

Olivier Armstrong, I presume?

[wristsniper]

Yes. [She glances up--you're new.]

And you are?

[rulethegame]

Joshua. [He glances around the room, a wry quirk to his lips.] So I gather that what I've been hearing about a resistance is true, then.

[wristsniper]

Completely true. And I'd prefer to be called "Major General Armstrong" from here on. This is war.

[hop_toit_udonge]

Well I suppose there's hardly anyone else here to head that particular division...

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[wristsniper]

I won't even pretend that I don't need you for this.

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[hop_toit_udonge]

... Beyond the fact that she would want me to help you... I want to help you. You can count on me, Major General.

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[wristsniper]

Thank you... Doctor.

[unless_itsafarm]

A Soldier belongs on the battlefield. I'll fall in behind this Prussia.

[wristsniper]

He'll be expecting you.

[dynamic_may_lee]

I failed with the post office... can't fail again. If you need a strong body, you've got it.

[wristsniper]

We need more than that.

[dynamic_may_lee]

You'd get a hero, then.

[wristsniper]

Good. We may need that.