Warning Sign

[gl_corps]

Salaak has barely had time to pause since the the Guardian's ambassadorial mission to Zamaron. Twice the usual number of glowing green energy panels swirl around him. Voices of every pitch and tone clamour as he impassively, stoicly, patiently makes the necessary preparations. Hostilities with the Star Sapphires could be initiated at any moment; it

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[lanternslight]

Hal steps up to Salaak's station and leans against the wall there, observing his old companion for a while.

"Busy?" he asks eventually.

[gl_corps]

"Always," he replies with a jaded exhalation, eyes still blankly captivated by the screens.

[lanternslight]

Hal nods. "Yellow... violet... what's next?" he asks Salaak, as if wondering.

[gl_corps]

"I couldn't begin to fathom," is the entirely insincere retort, "But I have no doubt that the likelihood of me receiving shore leave will be reduced to negligible odds as a result."