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[howarewefortime]

In the beginning, it was a nice day.

This is a word which here means 'pleasing', 'agreeable', or 'delightful', so it may come as a surprise to you, dear reader, to hear the day described as such, given the situation in Milliways these past two weeks. But then, 'nice' is such a relative term, don't you agree? And certainly it would be difficult for

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-04 HRS

[howarewefortime]

The fighting comes in waves. Now a brief skirmish, ugly and fast, barely spreading beyond the edges of the baseball diamond; now a wall of ghouls and goblins and things with teeth come to feast on the end of the world, advancing swift and deep and so relentlessly that it seems as though Milliways' ragged defenders will never push them back.

And yet they do, time and again, churning the hard frost to mud beneath their feet, and staining the shallow scrims of snow as red as the sky above.

One place, though, remains untouched: a patch of land by the lake, neither so large nor so small as to make a difference, but remarkable only because of the two silver hemispheres still sitting there, quietly humming their skin-crawling hummmmmmmmmmmmmm.

It's louder now, though.

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Rising a little in pitch and volume, in fact, every time an arc of lightning crackles over the silvery surface, grounding itself in the earth or spitting away into nothing.

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[lifeisacatch]

"Not as such."

Her response is twice as deep as it was before, and nearly twice as loud.

Dragon lungs are not meant for whispers.

"Dragons are not often a talkative bunch. I wouldn't call it a pity."

This smile -- if smile can be applied to this baring of teeth -- is far less pleasant than her last one.

"Now, perhaps you and I can see our way to starting to decimate our enemy of the moment?"

What goes unsaid -- Flemeth never has any other kind.

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[remindmeof_me]

Okay, so, that's two scary powerful dragons Shephard knows who pass themselves off as women from time to time. GOOD TO KNOW.

He readies the carbine Voodoo gave him and nods. "Let's git it on, ma'am. I'm ready."

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[lifeisacatch]

Shephard has all the luck.

"After you," Flemeth allows, polite to the end.

Or until she gets bored.

Three strong wingbeats are enough to let her launch herself aloft.

Hopefully the smell of crispy-fried critter will not offend too many nostrils. It should be hidden by the overwhelming stench of foul magic, though.

See? Flemeth knew it would be good for something!

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[remindmeof_me]

Something just occurred to Shephard:

Someone else is providing the air support today.

Oh, he is now officially the happiest Marine alive, thankyouverymuch. He's going to be positively grinning as he launches his attack.

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[shuuuun]

There is a unicorn at each of her elbows (she has two, you see! Well, maybe! Probably!).

Pink looks up at her with an entirely unhorse like bend of its neck and utter adoration.

Blue staaaaaaaaaaaaaares.

Then whispers, "Blrb," with a tiny flick of its tongue.

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[lifeisacatch]

"Surely this is a harbinger of the end."

Flemeth's bemusement is clear, punctuated though it may be by a slight smirk.

Pastel unicorns are comparatively new, in the scheme of things.

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[shuuuun]

"Yes, please," Blue agrees.

And they stare deeply in Flemeth's eyes. Deep, deep into her eyes.

"Dooooooooooom," Pink whispers.

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[lifeisacatch]

"Well," Flemeth says, looking pleased.

"I did have a way about me when I was younger."

Maybe it's time to revisit her glory days!

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[shuuuun]

"I think you have beautiful intestines."

It's true love.

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[lifeisacatch]

"Perhaps we'll have time to find out if your lungs are particularly attracctive."

And then she can pick her teeth with their bones!

(Ah, love at the end of the end of the universe. It's like a fairy story.

You know. The ones with all the blood.)

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[nepetaleijon]

It smells like --

It smells like everything foul ever, and Nepeta sneezes once before leaping back into the fray.

She doesn't know where Karkat is, and she doesn't know if he'll come back or if there'll be anything left for him to come back to if this place collapses, and after losing track of Cyborg she doesn't know where any of her friends are in all this.

But there are monsters, and monsters mean prey.

Nepeta attacks.

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[tyler_marlocke]

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CPP: Cat troll! Heads up, get away from the lake shore!

That message comes just as something in the center of the lake begins to boil up and a huge mechanical dragon's head emerges with a musical cue.

CPP: I'm the one in the lake. The others are marshalling and carrying wounded to the Bar.
CPP: ...crap, gotta go, some lug with lava skin wants my attention.
CPP: Head for the Bar! the geeks trying to fix this need someone to watch their backs!

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[nepetaleijon]

CAC: :33 < g33ks trying to fix this?
CAC: :33 < who?

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[tyler_marlocke]

CPP:I think Claudia Donovan and Ray Stantz.
CPP: Tyler's there trying to help.
CPP: AUGH MOTHERFUCKER WITH THE HAMMER.
CPP: I hauled out in the Zord when the air went rotten meat and electrified tinfoil.

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[nepetaleijon]

CAC: :33 < Tyler!
CAC: :33 < is he ok?