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Huh, wow. That was a big group Vremmy brought to her. She didn't think she'd need all of them, so she sent a few back. It seemed a bit silly to station so many people around such a small, awful base. But she supposed it was the principle of the matter to the rebels, you know. It was important to see that flag there.

Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: [4,4] [5,4] [5,5] [6,4]
Defenders on Standby: 5
Result of Action: Odette moved 10 recruits (to the s**t shack) at Bloodfest Stage [5,4].

More work! It needed to get stronger, the loyalist were on all sides of them. Sighing, the little troll wiped her brow and nodded to the others helping out. They could do it!

Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: [4,4] [5,4] [5,5] [6,4]
Defenders on Standby: 5
Result of Action: Milieu fortified the base at [5,4] from 6 to 9

Odette received a distress signal from a fellow rebel group and has her attention set on the Luxury Docks at coordinates [6,5]. Things were getting really real now. And that made Odette's stomach upset.

Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: [4,4] [5,4] [5,5] [6,4]
Defenders on Standby: 5
Result of Action: Coordinate unlocked at [6,5]

Ganyma sat, exhausted. He wiped at his sweaty forehead with his tanktop and put a hand on his sledgehammer. The base was a joke - it was just a wooden structure meant to signal royalist occupation, really, and even his poor demolition job was enough to shake things up. He dragged his fingers through the sand and clutched a handful, letting it fall to the wayside in gritty streams. The rest of his squad was looking rather restless. Grunting, the tealblood got to his feet and dusted off his pants.

Suddenly, he saw a group in the distance. At least-- an unfamiliar little troll. "Huu-aah!" Ganyma waffled for a solid two seconds and retreated behind a beam. He stuck out like a sore articulatappendage. Good thing he had his sledgehammer with him.

She was making a little lean-to out of the salvaged materials, it seemed. And she certainly didn't seem.... Like she could put up a fight. He was ready to grapple any child he came across. Er, wait. No. At this point, Ganyma was far gone inside of his head. He put down his hammer carefully and walked towards her.

"Hey, kid?"

What if she WAS a royalist? Ganyma had just destroyed this base - he'd be captured for sure. Ganyma didn't think of this little detail, however, and pressed on.

"Are you with the, uh... Phoenix? Initiative?"

Ganyma had to get back to his own group soon, of course, but if she was a royalist maybe he could scare her off and bust down her little base too to save him some effort. It didn't look like it would be too hard.

Odette rushed down to greet Milieu at the new Rebel base. "Mili, did you see that? The way that big guy took down the royal base with a hammer and all the royals went running? And the way you swooped in and built a new base? That was so cool!" She looked at Milieu with wide eyes. "You did a great job, I'm so proud of you, of all of us!"

Her bloodpusher was working fast, and she did a little spin on her toes before falling into the sand with a giggle. She got sand in her hair bun, but it didn't bother her. It was filthy enough with all the sweat and dirt. When she heard someone calling out to them, she sat up with a start.

Oh, it was that big hunk with the hammer! He was attacking those royalists, so Odette couldn't imagine that he was a royalist himself. Or maybe it was a trap! "H-hello," Odette said, moving closer to Milieu.

"Phoenix initiative?" She questioned. Should she know what that was? Oh gog, now she felt stupid. "No, we're spies..." Odette forgot but quickly added the most important detail, "Rebel spies!" Yes, that wasn't suspicious at all.

"Aah!" He didn't even see the redblooded girl until she rushed him. He put his hands up defensively and realized how small she was. It just now occurred to him how many children were on the rebel side. On the front lines. It was... Great?

On one hand: this redblood was fighting against the status quo, same with this tealblooded girl. He should have been thrilled. These were his people. This is what he wanted, right?

But part of him wished they were royalists. Surely they'd be out of danger, then.

"Rebel spies?" Fortunately, Ganyma was distracted by what appeared to be a strange play on words. "So you're like? Spies for the rebels? Or, uhhhh... Spies on the rebels? Rebel spies? Like hoofbeast flies?"

At this point, he'd dropped one hand to his side. The other stroked his chin. "I'm a rebel, so, uh..."

The other rebels in Ganyma's squad were palming their faces so hard that they might have crushed their own skulls. Fortunately, the tealblood had written down the answer to all of their peculiar questions and saved both of them from giving away the fact that yes, they were clearly rebels. Fortunately they were in good company.

"Oh! Yeah, that was me. I like your base! I was just hangin' around to make sure no royalists came back for a while." He said. He puffed out his chest and looked around importantly. "We're mobilizing right now to get, uh, more demolition and some such outta the way. I should probably get goin' soon but you ladies are on the radio, yeah? Rebel waves?"

He gestured randomly to his radio, which he had managed to turn off accidentally again. His hands were too big for the little thing.

Ah, good... Taking a breather for a moment, Mili let the other's words sink in fully. It was hard to keep track of who was where, doing what. Odette seemed naturally attuned to this sort of work. Jealously left a bitter taste in the teal blood's mouth. They had work to do. If they were to survive any sort of intense mission, then jealously had to be discarded. It was just... Mili felt so useless. She could barely make a structure. The older teen's words, instead of filling her with pride, made her wither in anticipation. It was barely standing. The loyalists would destroy it as soon as they could.

I couldn't even do that much...

Ganyma seemed to move forward, and Mili appreciated not being left to her thoughts. Nodding, she held up the radio and flicked the on switch.

Tapping the place where trolls would usually speak, she sent the message -

-.-- . .-.. .-.. --- .-- / -.-- .- -.- --..-- / .-- . / .... .- ...- . / -- . - / - .... . / - . .- .-.. / .... ..- .-.. -.- .-.-.- / --- ...- . .-. .-.-.-

then quickly flipped it off. Saving battery was important!

Smiling, she nodded in agreement with Odette. Sliding the radio back into the bloomer pocket, Mili wrote a response to the other teen.

| Yes, I agree with Odette! Please, what is your Team Handle? |