Like beating your head against a wall.
Where: Crmsn's Study.
When: About a week after This conversation
Who: Crmsn, Kat, Legato, and Rock
What: Discussing a certain finned friend and his special new stolen gift.
Warnings: Careful of angst.
Crmsn sighed deeply and leaned back into the big plush leather chair in his study. He'd done a healthy(?) lap or four around the City, and was pretty much done. Done with thinking. Done with walking. Done with waiting. There was a far more important matter he had to take care of.
He'd spent the last few days mulling over everything he'd talked about with Az and Yakko, though god forbid he mention the formers name to anybody. He spent the next few days after that conversation mulling over every possible angle he could ever possible tackle this. There was also a special little problem of his own, and it...wasn't getting any better. If he didn't help Bass soon, he'd be popping out of the well again, as much as he'd love to do that, and he was still unsure whether or not he'd be popping out again breathing like a king, or hacking up the rest of his lungs. Joy.
He turns on the video feed and sends out a private broadcast to the people he'd need for this co-conspiracy.
"Rock. Kat...ah hell, Legato too, look, I need your help with something," He rubs at his face a little, he really can't believe he's doing this, "Can you all meet me in the study ASAP? We...have to talk."
When: About a week after This conversation
Who: Crmsn, Kat, Legato, and Rock
What: Discussing a certain finned friend and his special new stolen gift.
Warnings: Careful of angst.
Crmsn sighed deeply and leaned back into the big plush leather chair in his study. He'd done a healthy(?) lap or four around the City, and was pretty much done. Done with thinking. Done with walking. Done with waiting. There was a far more important matter he had to take care of.
He'd spent the last few days mulling over everything he'd talked about with Az and Yakko, though god forbid he mention the formers name to anybody. He spent the next few days after that conversation mulling over every possible angle he could ever possible tackle this. There was also a special little problem of his own, and it...wasn't getting any better. If he didn't help Bass soon, he'd be popping out of the well again, as much as he'd love to do that, and he was still unsure whether or not he'd be popping out again breathing like a king, or hacking up the rest of his lungs. Joy.
He turns on the video feed and sends out a private broadcast to the people he'd need for this co-conspiracy.
"Rock. Kat...ah hell, Legato too, look, I need your help with something," He rubs at his face a little, he really can't believe he's doing this, "Can you all meet me in the study ASAP? We...have to talk."