[Hey, if he got nuked from orbit, he'd at least wake up!]
[...although it is, apparently, possible to stay here. One way or another. If you're Crimson, at least.]
[But before he awakens, Chaosbringer lifts his sword one-handed, then levels it in a dramatic point towards the gazebo and its sole occupant. This isn't as easy as it looks, given how stupidly large his sword is, and he's secretly practiced it! The trick is to support the weight of the sword by letting the hilt press against the forearm, relying on leverage to hold up the blade. Crimson better bloody well appreciate the effort he puts into this dramatic statement.]
We're not done. We're not enemies! All we need is to understand, for everyone's sake. So I'll see you again.
[Pronouncement delivered, he flips his sword back over his shoulder, then turns away. Dramatics dictate he give Crimson a chance to respond, but either way, he's waking himself up before that response turns ugly.]
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[...although it is, apparently, possible to stay here. One way or another. If you're Crimson, at least.]
[But before he awakens, Chaosbringer lifts his sword one-handed, then levels it in a dramatic point towards the gazebo and its sole occupant. This isn't as easy as it looks, given how stupidly large his sword is, and he's secretly practiced it! The trick is to support the weight of the sword by letting the hilt press against the forearm, relying on leverage to hold up the blade. Crimson better bloody well appreciate the effort he puts into this dramatic statement.]
We're not done. We're not enemies! All we need is to understand, for everyone's sake. So I'll see you again.
[Pronouncement delivered, he flips his sword back over his shoulder, then turns away. Dramatics dictate he give Crimson a chance to respond, but either way, he's waking himself up before that response turns ugly.]