[Just so she goes down on record, Sam isn't thrilled about all this. This is at least the second time they've gotten so close to Crimson, only to have her slip through their fingers.
And what the heck is the deal with all this, anyway? Sam is probably going to be attempting to glean any iota of meaning out of the area, the sky, the colors, the gazebo and its meaning...anything she could possibly find. But for now...
She's called for discretion before, and again, now. It's likely a disappointment to Chaosbringer--but she'll make it up later to him.
If she can.]
Come on, Chaosbringer. Time to go--don't let me down!
[Not that he really could, unless he stayed and got himself nuked from orbit, or something...]
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And what the heck is the deal with all this, anyway? Sam is probably going to be attempting to glean any iota of meaning out of the area, the sky, the colors, the gazebo and its meaning...anything she could possibly find. But for now...
She's called for discretion before, and again, now. It's likely a disappointment to Chaosbringer--but she'll make it up later to him.
If she can.]
Come on, Chaosbringer. Time to go--don't let me down!
[Not that he really could, unless he stayed and got himself nuked from orbit, or something...]