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"Joy in a situation like this? Only a diehard thrillseeker would- no, that's your whole thing isn't it? Living dangerously, gambling with death... oh, speaking of..." Patch saw the laser moving closer. "...I think my luck is about to run out."

"You know, I find this situation to be already as spicy as I would like - whoops!" Temporarily distracted by Cinniúint's reappearance, Patch returned her attention to the laser just in time to see Destron dodging it again, and moved to follow the Viknadian's lead.

Patch's last post had her sending EB the shield she fabricated so maybe if he can run/jump quickly enough, it might help to catch Night Cap? Alas, there was nothing soft enough in the area for her to fabricate a giant pillow or beanbag chair...

"Yikes!" Patch might not have seen the laser coming towards her in time if she hadn't noticed Lady Destron's own move to dodge. Checking to make sure the fabricated shield was still intact, she began levitating it towards EB. "Here, EB, take this!"

Nevermind... I remembered that Destron gave us +10 to Reflexes, which is better than my 8 Dexterity anyway.

What skill could I use if I wanted to block with the fabricated shield?

Patch will try to do something helpful. Drawing the enemy's attention away from her will be appreciated.

Patch felt the anger begin to rise up inside of her. Maybe it was a growing sense of familiarity, and a diminishing sense of threat, from having encountered Monday several times in this strange place. Maybe it Monday's uncanny similarity to Friday. Whatever it was, seeing the Chief Apothecary...

"Good grief... is having an oversized ego a requirement for a leadership position around here?" Patch muttered under her breath.

"Going ahead... well, it makes some sense, I guess. Let me try something to cover our tracks. I learned from this book that there's a special numbering system called 'binary' that computerized machines use to communicate. It's a bit difficult to get my head around completely, but applying it...

Welcome back. :)

"Got it. Thanks, Friday," Patch replied softly. She spoke up to get the group's attention. "Everyone, we need to move. Fast. Otherwise we're going to be surrounded."

Is the door opening to where we are, or to a different room?

Well, this just happened. As of yesterday, it was possible for me to view Twitter accounts without needing an account myself. Trying to click on any trending topics or doing searches was blocked though. As of today, I can't see anything on the site without an account. A login window pops up and...

Patch sighed. "Guess that's that, then. We've got our work cut out for us." She still kept an eye on Cinniúint.

When Correspondent 251 spoke of the safety of her magicless country, Patch couldn't help but remember rampaging through the place, just hours earlier. You're not as safe as you think. Magic is not a force that you can tame so easily. In fact... Her thoughts came to a sudden halt when Cinniúint...

Patch flinched. She thought she knew what anger was, but hearing those words come from Kage was something else entirely.

Positive update on the Floridian front: