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[So this plan has gone horribly]
[He couldn’t be happier about that though. See, it was supposed to go: two cities, two explosions of more or less equal terrible… ness, and a whole lot of dead folks. It was supposed to go that two of the Condesce’s communications towers would be taken out, and everything would shut down for at least a day or so before the drones could put anything back together again. The damage could be undone, but there would be that little bit of anarchy right there in the middle for the trolls unfortunate enough to be caught in the radius of the black-out]
[And it went so perfectly up until now. His moirail even had the good graces to be (mostly) cooperative even a city away. He had been so happy, but now there’s report from his panicked goons about some asshole kicking his way towards stopping him and that is so much better]
[He can’t not meet up with such a persistent guest, of course, so he’s wandered back to the warehouse all his goons have been trying to keep his dear visitor away from. Now somewhere nearby, there’s a bomb ticking its way down to his death, but he is standing in the center of the room, humming absentmindedly. Waiting]
[He couldn’t be happier about that though. See, it was supposed to go: two cities, two explosions of more or less equal terrible… ness, and a whole lot of dead folks. It was supposed to go that two of the Condesce’s communications towers would be taken out, and everything would shut down for at least a day or so before the drones could put anything back together again. The damage could be undone, but there would be that little bit of anarchy right there in the middle for the trolls unfortunate enough to be caught in the radius of the black-out]
[And it went so perfectly up until now. His moirail even had the good graces to be (mostly) cooperative even a city away. He had been so happy, but now there’s report from his panicked goons about some asshole kicking his way towards stopping him and that is so much better]
[He can’t not meet up with such a persistent guest, of course, so he’s wandered back to the warehouse all his goons have been trying to keep his dear visitor away from. Now somewhere nearby, there’s a bomb ticking its way down to his death, but he is standing in the center of the room, humming absentmindedly. Waiting]