Nightfall nods almost imperceptibly as the Queen of Tears lays a cold hand upon a sorrow-frozen heart.
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GoodwillNightfall nods almost imperceptibly as the Queen of Tears lays a cold hand upon a sorrow-frozen heart.
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"Caterpillars," Barkley mumbles. "How are we gonna see through the maze, then? We got helmets with flashlights on or somethin?" The bushman has a look around. There were Contracts that provided light, yes, but that would take valuable Glamour away from fighting. "How wide is it, anyway? Yeh say 'personal,' but how many can march through shoulder to shoulder? Just one, or two, or three? If we ken get more 'n one, it'd be worth it to shield up against their flank attacks...move like caterpillars through the maze."
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"Close quarterz," Etalon replies, "tight cornerz, no marching. More like zneaking and ztabbing. Low level lightz grow naturally along the wallz and floor. It iz almozt as if the earth wantz to create a tenze atmozphere. However," he pauses, looking towards the gateway. "Zergeant Lamplight iz currently keeping the tunnelz guarded. He iz more zuitable to inform you of the zituation. Az for the airborne battle," Etalon says, glancing back towards Rick, whom seemed more interested, "Lieutenant Goyle iz in command. Now, do you wizh to ztill head out immediately, or hold a briefing? I can gather the officerz within the hour."
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GoodwillNightfall was clearly interested in the close quarters battle; while his signature weapon would always be the fencing blade, he was no less skilled with smaller blades. Also, thanks to Alice, his natural eye hand coordination had been harnessed and honed to direct less elegant weapons... guns.
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Rick watched quietly though with concern as the obviously unhinged Doctor stormed into the room. Seeing his reaction, and hearing the cause of it, was certainly unnerving. That could have been any one of them, their mind shattered due to the desperate gamble they'd taken.
And there was also the thought, distasteful as it was, of what would have to be done if Dr. Jack was beyond helping.
Thankfully, however, he was snapped from his movements by Etalon's question. "A briefing would be wise, I'm not so foolish as to rush into battle without knowing what I'm up against."
Though for brevity's sake I'd be perfectly willing to gloss over the meeting and just have any important details given OOC.
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General Etalon nods and leads the heroes of Sacramento away for an emergency briefing before the climatic battle.
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