[Well there was the fal'Cie. For a while there, they had everything under control.
Control. Right. Lightning crosses her arms over her chest with a soft snort. For given value of shit together, the fal'Cie probably count. Not for much longer, though.]
That depends on what they're trying to do. [Her eyes flick to him. That cloaked idiot said something about saving all of reality, but...really? Who knows.] If they're trying to get us all killed, they're off to a good start.
[And if they're not, they're off to a really bad start.]
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Control. Right. Lightning crosses her arms over her chest with a soft snort. For given value of shit together, the fal'Cie probably count. Not for much longer, though.]
That depends on what they're trying to do. [Her eyes flick to him. That cloaked idiot said something about saving all of reality, but...really? Who knows.] If they're trying to get us all killed, they're off to a good start.
[And if they're not, they're off to a really bad start.]