Following the path of orange soil toward the sunlit clouds, come to the red embers lighting the sapphire tides. The violet ore feeds the roots of the viridian trees. Breathe deep to find the pause within your core, and meditate upon your needs in the appointed time and place so they may be real to you. |
[There's a pause at the start of the recording]
Skulduggery? I may have... done something.
Skulduggery? I may have... done something.
Well... I don't know if you saw on the network. Anton's taken a turn for the worse.
Pretty bad. He collapsed, nearly passed out. He's weak. Dizzy. According to Raine it's something to do with a condition he's had for years and neglected to tell us about.
Or neglected to tell me about, anyway.
Or neglected to tell me about, anyway.
Claiming-
[Really, Skulduggery.]
I haven't even told you why I'm calling yet.
[Really, Skulduggery.]
I haven't even told you why I'm calling yet.
Well I'm not claiming responsibility for Anton's condition, I'm setting things up. It's background information. I thought you might appreciate it.
Alright then, how's this: the bloody idiot's still fixed on the idea of cleaning up the mess the gist left in the city. So I... told him we'd do it.
[Definitely sounding defensive now:]
I practically had to carry him back to bed and he was still convinced he could do it. What was I supposed to do?
I practically had to carry him back to bed and he was still convinced he could do it. What was I supposed to do?
We're not chained together, and we can use magic.
The one where there's some foreign country's forces on our turtle, mucking things up. That plan.
[Looong pause.]
...right. Just thought I'd check. Good to know I haven't missed much.
...right. Just thought I'd check. Good to know I haven't missed much.
[So the plan is... sit around and hope for the best. Not what Erskine had been expecting. Then again, it really isn't their turtle, is it?]
And what are the chances of that, do you suppose?
And what are the chances of that, do you suppose?
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