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Im-im-impossible!!
Noticong the way Dhaos was talking and acting, Akande couldn't help but smile. He could wager a guess what his forbidden action might be. As for himself, he crossed his arms and smiled at Nadine, not seeming to be bothered by his own forbiggen action. "I agree with the others! Even with fewer numbers, having a base like this tower could help, especially if those other teams are dangerous as Nadine says."
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"And what talents do you have?" Kokichi asked, looking toward Izuru. "They must be quite remarkable for you to make that kind of claim, right?"
Nadine looked hesitant once again, though soon she looked a bit upset. "They're all dead," she said to Akande. "It was a city of the dead when we woke up. As for the other team..." She closed her eyes and nodded at what Megatron then said. "They have a robot like yourself. One who has killed many. As for what happened to this one..." She opened her eyes and looked down at the alien who had once been Loki. "... Defying the bracelets should only mean you die, as I said. I do not know why he changed."
Cole crossed his arms. "They're desperate. They'll say whatever they have to so we don't kill them. They're pretty much dead already." He then tilted his head to the side in thought. "Hold on, do any of those teams have, like, special powers?"
Nadine nodded her head sadly. "To a degree. There are those in our team who had similar powers, but they were weaker than the first team. In the end, they could not survive."
Cole grunted. "Okay, so, I guess while we get the advantage of waking up later, the first team has more of their powers open to them."
"Look," said Isa shakily, "we should explore this tower and meet her team. Then we can decide what to do with them, right?"
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"You're correct"
Thaal interjected, stumbling over the words as if the very notion of praise was alien to him. Regardless of what the group's decision was gravitating towards, Sinestro was growing impatient; every moment they wasted discussing the matter was another second as a stationary target- their first encounter may have resulted in minimal casualties, but the second attack? The third attack? Sinestro didn't intend to throw lives away so early on in their escape plan... or he had least didn't wish to jeopardise the safety of his more useful 'troops'.
Time such as these reminded himself as to why he chose the path he was walking. Democracy was so... ineffective. True leaders- strong leaders- needed to make decisions on behalf of the cattle. One could not expect cattle to make the best decisions for the farm. In times of Crisis, swift, ruthless decisions needed to be made... how fortunate it was that Sinestro possessed both a swift and ruthless mind...
"The tower is the obvious place for us to set up camp; from there, we can survey the environment and get a better idea as to the placement of the other groups. I doubt any of the other factions have the power to level the tower of their own; stairways and elevators should provide us with enough choke points to thin their forces should they try to overrun us with numbers alone. For now... I supposed that...oh, how does that old Earth phrase go... ah, yes... 'the only way is up'"
Thaal interjected, stumbling over the words as if the very notion of praise was alien to him. Regardless of what the group's decision was gravitating towards, Sinestro was growing impatient; every moment they wasted discussing the matter was another second as a stationary target- their first encounter may have resulted in minimal casualties, but the second attack? The third attack? Sinestro didn't intend to throw lives away so early on in their escape plan... or he had least didn't wish to jeopardise the safety of his more useful 'troops'.
Time such as these reminded himself as to why he chose the path he was walking. Democracy was so... ineffective. True leaders- strong leaders- needed to make decisions on behalf of the cattle. One could not expect cattle to make the best decisions for the farm. In times of Crisis, swift, ruthless decisions needed to be made... how fortunate it was that Sinestro possessed both a swift and ruthless mind...
"The tower is the obvious place for us to set up camp; from there, we can survey the environment and get a better idea as to the placement of the other groups. I doubt any of the other factions have the power to level the tower of their own; stairways and elevators should provide us with enough choke points to thin their forces should they try to overrun us with numbers alone. For now... I supposed that...oh, how does that old Earth phrase go... ah, yes... 'the only way is up'"
"I say we split up," said Candi, having already grinned at her forbidden action. Her's was interesting. Especially considering what had happened. But looking at people like Lucy, Larxene, and Niskiki... she knew that she couldn't afford to tell them. For now, she'd just stick to the plan and try to follow the rule she'd been given. "I doubt that they're all together in one big happy clump. In fact, I bet that they're scattered, too. If we split and then we find at least two groups, it'll all be evened out, and while they have the powers, we have the.... waking up later, I guess."
Candi shrugged. "We should always split up all the supplies then, like those good ol' healing herbs that girl and I got. We wouldn't want anyone getting hurt, right?" Candi chuckled before continuing. "Followin' up with this, we should probably have a couple big guys in each group to tank damage and general protect anyone. I'm not sure if it'd be safe for me to use my hair again," Candi half-lied.
"Without communicators, we'd only be making ourselves vulnerable, Candi" Thaal raised a pensive eyebrow as he broke away from the group and began to search for a way to climb higher up the tower, shouting back over his shoulder as he paced the room "Say- for the sake of the argument- you find enough guns and drugs to fuel a militia. How would you bring them back to us? How would you transport them? Until we need to establish a base camp before we start laying out supply lines... that said, I admire your zeal. I assure you, we won't be bottled up in here for much longer. Soon you'll have a chance to... let your hair down, so to say. We'll need all the manpower we can muster for our first offensive..."