07-01-2023, 17:14:41 PM
Ah. Now that they're on a rooftop, they've got a much better look the building and its surroundings. It's not quite a bird's eyes view, but it's close enough.
From above, he could see the young girl, whose art is as electrifying as a lightning in a thunderstorm. Maybe she could be an ally; A new member of their ragtag group, if all goes well and they don't astronomically fuck over their chances like how they did last night.
(Gods, that incident is gonna leave a bad mark on them if it got spread around...)
Looking at those Missionaries, however, gave ... a sense of familiarity he never wanted to relive. He remembered when he first met them. They told him, and many others, that they are their protectors. That they are the one keeping them safe from the outside chaos.
Hah, what a load of horseshit that was. They weren't protecting anyone— Nay, they weren't protecting anything. They were only interested in Mission's survival. Nothing more, nothing less.
....
... Cool down, Kartono. Your bitterness may be deserved, but now is not the time to wallow in it.
"Do you lot have any ideas on how to do this?" he whispered to the others. "I'm personally leaning towards a stealthier approach, and try to slip through any cracks they may have, but I'm willing to hear your ideas."
He considered inquiring the young girl, but.. He worries she may not have the information needed to help them here. It'll be in the backburner, for now, but he's not sure whether to do it or not.
From above, he could see the young girl, whose art is as electrifying as a lightning in a thunderstorm. Maybe she could be an ally; A new member of their ragtag group, if all goes well and they don't astronomically fuck over their chances like how they did last night.
(Gods, that incident is gonna leave a bad mark on them if it got spread around...)
Looking at those Missionaries, however, gave ... a sense of familiarity he never wanted to relive. He remembered when he first met them. They told him, and many others, that they are their protectors. That they are the one keeping them safe from the outside chaos.
Hah, what a load of horseshit that was. They weren't protecting anyone— Nay, they weren't protecting anything. They were only interested in Mission's survival. Nothing more, nothing less.
....
... Cool down, Kartono. Your bitterness may be deserved, but now is not the time to wallow in it.
"Do you lot have any ideas on how to do this?" he whispered to the others. "I'm personally leaning towards a stealthier approach, and try to slip through any cracks they may have, but I'm willing to hear your ideas."
He considered inquiring the young girl, but.. He worries she may not have the information needed to help them here. It'll be in the backburner, for now, but he's not sure whether to do it or not.
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed