Thirty-Eight - [Action]
[Sigmund is standing outside the Liberation Lodge, arms folded and thinking as he watches the meteors fall. His journal is off to the side, and underneath it are some notes about the recent venture to the tunnels - names he can remember, skills, ideas for trying to organize those who are content to be disorganized. He hasn't found an idea that he particularly likes, and the appearance of the meteors is more of a pressing issue. Action probably won't be needed, but he can't help but be concerned. The tremors are even more disconcerting than the meteors themselves.]
Hmm.
Hmm.