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[inmylight_commander]

[So guess who also shot at the Moogles and guess who also got to experience a stop spell stasis field, and who's less than happy about the whole thing?]

[This girl.]

[A video feed opens on another fully armored personnel, her Israeli accent edged with frustration.]

Noble Two calling Noble Actual. Come in Noble Actual. Colonel Holland? Auntie Dot -- Someone needs to tell me what the hell is going on.

[Some brief, jerking movements as she tries to brush off the Meow Wow that keeps rubbing up against her leg and snuffling affectionately.] Stop it. If I'd known you are what I was making I wouldn't have bothered. Go away before I shoot you.

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[brodakota]

[North nods, hoping to take that to heart. Or at least try to.]

Sorry, I guess that wasn't much of an answer to your question.

[inmylight_commander]

[Kat's always full of options, but that's because she doesn't stop thinking.]

What chain of command do you follow here?

[brodakota]

Since we're freelancers, we don't really have ranks or anything like. Carolina was number one, so I guess she's the closest thing I have to a boss right now.

[inmylight_commander]

Really? I look forward to meeting her.

[brodakota]

She's the one in the aqua...seafoam green...blue armour.

[He's trying to be professional.]

[inmylight_commander]

Appreciated, Freelancer. I'll keep an eye open.

[Kat gives a curt nod in her own cyan ... aqua ... blue armor.]

[brodakota]

I'll point her in your direction if I see her.

[Blind optimism that she won't lose her temper. Or something like that.]

And you can just call me North. Most people do.

[inmylight_commander]

[If neither of them implode it'll be a miracle.]

You can call me Noble Two. [Keepin' it formal.]

[brodakota]

Roger that.

[Someone has to.]