Monday, April 23, 2012

And the Horse You Rode in On

Well.  Unsurprisingly, everyone is rushing off to do Lexi's stupid plan of 'Let's go talk to them, without any other thoughts or plans whatsoever!'.  Because not only did Troy start with an attempted negotiation, it ended up in a ten year war.  Nobody else, save Kennedy, seems to accept the possibility of failure, and none of them are willing to prepare for a fight, again, save Kennedy.  She's been helping me out a great deal with my plans, especially with the information she sent me about the weapon shipments to General Goras.

But that was after all the...fun.  Once everyone but Kenny assumed I just wanted a fight(AND didn't even give me a chance to explain.  Dicks.), I decided to blow that popsicle stand.  So, I left with the aspect of the Morrigan that had been with me of late, and we went to find a scumbag to serve as a sacrificial payment for her prophecy.  It didn't take too long...child molester, rapist, the whole works, taking advantage of the supernatural orgy going on too.  A bit of false charm had him trapped in a warehouse.  Then...Lexi decided she could interfere with family business.

I get it, and it's kind of sweet she 'didn't want me to become a murderer'.  But she still had no business stepping into my bargains when I actually help, and none of those people wanted to listen to it in the first place until I forced the goddamn issue.  Then try to bend me over the barrel by pretending she had the bargain position when she was the one trying to save the prick's life over the phone.  But...I went along with it all.  I doubt the midget is going to be happy when she finds out I took off his entire set of fingers and toes, but what can you do?

We had a month to kill time, after I rejoined them.  I spent some time with Cindy, but most of it was focused on getting the fallback plans in place.  I spoke at length with the General, too.  He's actually rather interested in trying to get this talked out, an encouraging sign.  He even had some extra input on how to proceed with the NATO part of the attack if things go south.  The guy is even willing to send us an honor guard if it -does- come down to a fight, so we have time to escape while the NATO air strikes are inbound.

I might have to keep in touch with him.  He isn't a bad guy.  Just as stuck in this bullshit as the band, when it comes down to it.  Besides, having my own network of contacts as things go on is only going to help.  Especially when my plans get brushed aside.  I'm starting to think this is how every soldier and officer feels when the politicians brush their work aside and try to run a war themselves.

I've got my own blade now, too.  Solid smithing, the engravings are all right on the steel.  I've got to send Kenny and Steiner a thank you note, they really came through on that one.

Guess I don't have all that much else to write now.  I just need to decide that if we can talk Donny and Harmonia down, whether or not to have Goras and NATO flatten the little army they've built up for themselves just to be safe.

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