[PP-F12] Red White and Blue (Calrex)

[Azide 0]

Boredom was a funny thing, which seemed to make a fool of all that was standard and normal. Not only that, but it held a candle to the status quo, and revealed just how fickle it truly was. A candle not unlike the ones which glowed dimly from inside the hobbled homes of Lazaro's scripted residents, and bled their lights out into the darkness just outside their fragile confines; in a similar way, the status quo was bleeding, at least for Azide. Everything which had once been taken for granted seemed to bleed out; the wind was blowing, the tides were turning, and a storm seemed to be prowling just beyond the horizon. But even then, Azide stepped into the canoe, making his descent both slow and steady. The boat rocked from side to side as he'd entered, and continued to rock even after he'd seated himself across from the blue-haired man.

But even for all of his trademark caution, he'd still entered it all the same. Unplanned, unchecked, and in unfavorable conditions. He could barely even see at this hour, let alone navigate a canoe through a network of canals. To accomplish anything more than desperate spinning circles, he would have to rely almost solely on Calrex. That was not how his world had worked; and yet, here he was now. It was as if he were bleeding, and the world was bleeding back.

[Azide 0]

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+200 col to Azide and Calrex

+1 SP to Azide and Calrex