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network/action - backdated to the 14th, evening
[audio]
Hello, everyone. By now, you're all more than likely aware of what's happening in Locke. Suffice it to say, it's pretty obvious certain parties are attempting to fill the void left by Albero. Others I'm certain are opportunists.
I'm certain at least some of you would like to see something done. I don't think going for those vying for power is the answer at the moment, as certain powers will likely assume we are attempting to carve out a piece for ourselves. Rather, I think it best that anyone out there handle this on a case by case basis, and focus on protecting civilians. In most cases, it would be better to escape to safety; discretion being the better part of valor, as it were.
Remember, they're either those who want to replace Albero, or they're simply looters and thugs who were waiting for an excuse. If anyone would like to coordinate anything, I would be willing to assist.
----
Fuyuka felt... tired. And the fact that she did weighed heavily on her for a bit; she hadn't been one of the people to take down Albero, she'd simply been watching from the sidelines. But she had been involved investigating the mafia... which had led to frustration and dead ends. A naive part of her had wished that it were over, but of course, it wasn't. Not quite yet.
At the very least, she had someone to share these insecurities with, now. And she had. But now was not the type to dwell on this.
Holding firmly to Bardiche, Fuyuka made her rounds in Locke, looking for any situation where she might be of need. Her barrier jacket was a god send in terms of durability and endurance, at the very least, or she expected she'd have been severely injured.
A thought of which reminded her far too much of her encounter with the Vermedi.
Fuyuka shook her head. No, now was not the time to dwell on that, or any other lingering doubts. People needed help. And though there was a limit to what she knew was wise to do, she knew she had to do something.
Hello, everyone. By now, you're all more than likely aware of what's happening in Locke. Suffice it to say, it's pretty obvious certain parties are attempting to fill the void left by Albero. Others I'm certain are opportunists.
I'm certain at least some of you would like to see something done. I don't think going for those vying for power is the answer at the moment, as certain powers will likely assume we are attempting to carve out a piece for ourselves. Rather, I think it best that anyone out there handle this on a case by case basis, and focus on protecting civilians. In most cases, it would be better to escape to safety; discretion being the better part of valor, as it were.
Remember, they're either those who want to replace Albero, or they're simply looters and thugs who were waiting for an excuse. If anyone would like to coordinate anything, I would be willing to assist.
----
Fuyuka felt... tired. And the fact that she did weighed heavily on her for a bit; she hadn't been one of the people to take down Albero, she'd simply been watching from the sidelines. But she had been involved investigating the mafia... which had led to frustration and dead ends. A naive part of her had wished that it were over, but of course, it wasn't. Not quite yet.
At the very least, she had someone to share these insecurities with, now. And she had. But now was not the type to dwell on this.
Holding firmly to Bardiche, Fuyuka made her rounds in Locke, looking for any situation where she might be of need. Her barrier jacket was a god send in terms of durability and endurance, at the very least, or she expected she'd have been severely injured.
A thought of which reminded her far too much of her encounter with the Vermedi.
Fuyuka shook her head. No, now was not the time to dwell on that, or any other lingering doubts. People needed help. And though there was a limit to what she knew was wise to do, she knew she had to do something.
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