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Hearing the squabble draw to a temporary close, you take the chance to get the attention of both BOAT BUFFOONS. Listen up, you snap, because you’re only gonna say this once: Until you say otherwise, they’re both pulling lookout duty off the shore of the rock!
“Gotcha, boss.” Mitz dutifully replies, just barely talking over an incredulous groan behind her. “We’ll probably move to a more defensible area, but we’ll keep an eye out!”
Good, you nod, not caring if the Rent-A-Cop sees you or not, because you, Syb, and your VICE OFFICER are gonna scope out this OTHER OUTPOST you keep hearing about, and you’re gonna need all the eyes you can get if that damn SEA DEMON’s around!
“My senses tell me that it is.” Sybil adds with an unhappy look on her face. “Far from us, thankfully, but there’s definitely something big down here.”
That’s what HE said! When nobody laughs, you defuse the tension with a few muffled coughs and continue with your planning sesh. Speaking of life, you ask, raising an eyebrow in confusion, were the mermaids the ones she picked up earlier?
“No…” Sybil sighs, clearly disappointed in herself. “But the life sources have only gotten closer, and I fear they might be occupying our destination.” Another frown. “Which is why we REALLY shouldn’t be teleport-”
TSTTSTTTSST, you snap, shoving a finger over The Goth’s flapping gums, you were getting to that! Now, you’re all in agreement that teleporters are COOL, right?
“‘‘Course.”
“HELL YEA, THEY ARE!”
“Sure–they ain’t safe, but…”
“HSSS!” Nods Lil’ Stanley from under your hat!
“... I suppose so.”
Settled! But Syb’s right… kinda. You don’t want to, like, accidentally start a Renaissance Cavalcade, or something!
“What, like in that old FPS?” Asks Talbot’s muffled voice. Duh, idiot! If that game taught you one thing, it’s that teleporters are DANGEROUS!
“... where was all this apprehension two minutes ago?”
It was there, Syb, don’t be a bitch about it. Waving her comment away, you point a finger down the plateau towards a craggy expanse leading into murkier waters. So, you segue, you’ll take a quick hike down to that OUTPOST the robot or whatever was talking about, flip a few switches, and BOOM: working teleporter!
“An acceptable compromise,” Sybil says with a smile forming on her pale face, “and if we tread lightly, we should be able to tackle any hurdle along the way!”
Yea, you shrug as a smile forms on your face as well, what could go wrong?
ROLL 1d100+10 JUST IN CASE! I’LL TAKE THE BEST OF 3 ROLLS! Still not on my main rig, so excuse the lack of perty colors.
