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[cachemoney]

[Fiona is a little out of breath, like she just hustled very quickly away from somewhere. Which she did, but that's neither here nor there. The background behind her is some innocuous wood panelling; she's in a house.]

Okay. So. Crunch time. Things are getting nuts out there, if you didn't notice. We are gonna wind up super screwed if we don't hop to figuring out what the hell to do.

[She holds up a vial. It has some alien writing on it, as well as a familiar symbol on the label.]

We found this inside the hospital. A shit-ton of them, actually. So who wants to find out what Zymandis asshole is responsible for this mess and beat an antidote out of them?



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[tragos]

[Well, he hadn't begun this conversation to play confessor, but he can roll with it all the same. He leans back, crossing his arms and resting one hand on his chin as he listens, nodding solemnly on cue.

Finally, he says: ]

These other teams, can you say that you know them very well?

[moneyballer]

Nah, can't say I do.

[They're older, though.]

We're newer, though.

That might be a part of it.

[tragos]

[A shrug.]

Then who is to say they do not have their own troubles? Though you may be onto something there. It takes time, and trust. Have faith.