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<span class="mu-i">Regular people can't stop war. But perhaps, you can remember the people who have to fight it.</span>
You look up to see a swarm of ETF agents looking down at you like you're a dead person walking. Lyubov and Alexis are busy scribbling something down; presumably the stories that the other Morozov were on about.
"What the FUCK was that?" Phi pulls you back onto your feet. "A-and how do you look BETTER than when you first went into there? Huh?"
"D-don't ask. We don't have time. L-listen to..." You mutter out, still reeling from what happened.
The rift is beginning to flicker and fade in and out of reality. The view of a far, far away past is being overwritten by a haze of static. Lieutenant Morozov is propping herself against the trench wall, flashing a faint smile towards your group.
"T-thanks for listening. I'm not sure why you're here but knowing m-my family will be safe is...good for my peace of mind. Even if I die, at least I'll be-"
"NOPE. NOPE, NOPE, NOPE."
Huh?
Quentin, who has seemingly been dead quiet during the last 20-30 minutes (going by the surface thoughts of everyone around you), finally speaks up. It's hard to make out his expression given how his shell's facial muscles have been frozen stiff but sheer <span class="mu-b">indignant</span> <span class="mu-r">rage</span> radiates through his body language.
"The fuck you mean no?" Wendy tries her best to read Quentin's frozen expression, to little avail. "She's just some poor wench. The least we can do is record her story before she dies-"
"I BELIEVE YOU ARE SORELY MISUNDERSTANDING THE SITUATION. NICOLE WENT THROUGH THE RIFT JUST FINE, RIGHT?"
Lex is the first to pick up on what Quentin is about to do. "I-I ain't smart but isn't this going to mess with timeline shit?" <<span class="mu-b">...Quentin, if you're a real man, you would do it anyways. I know you have it in you.</span>>
Alexis seems to pick up what Quentin is putting down but she's more confused than anything. "I. I don't remember a <span class="mu-b">Dasha Morozov</span> in my family tree?"
"Quentin, we have no idea if what you're doing is safe." Ashley tries to be the calming voice among your group as the ETFs are shouting at him to not do anything rash. "Maybe we already did enough-"
[AIMER LES ABANDONNÉS] "ONLY A COWARD WOULD LET SOMEONE DIE WHEN THERE'S EVEN THE SLIMMIEST CHANCE TO SAVE THEM." Before any of the ETF agents could grab him, he blitzes over to the rift with bug-like agility and reaches a hand through the closing rift.
"Shit!" The ETF agents decide that the only good option at this point is to delay the rift closer; It may be in desperate cope that your group would be able to pull him out in time. "Man the stations. Stabilize the connection!"
The rift stabilizes for a moment but it's clear that the frantic work of the ETF agents is only buying you seconds. Your group quickly moves in to do the only thing they can really think to do in this situation: Putting their own hands through the rift.
