[ This whole world is wrong, he's right about that. He won't say it out loud, out of some petty superstition about not naming bad shit in the hopes it doesn't happen, but after all the weirdness that's already going on, he's a little concerned about what that storm might be bringing with it. Is it really just a sandstorm, or are they going to find themselves transported to somewhere ever stranger than this?
He really doesn't want this version of Livio to vanish. He can't help it -- he likes the guy. ]
At least we're inside, right?
[ There's no time for navel gazing or stressing about what-ifs! With a solid kick Wolfwood knocks the first door free -- sorry to Miss Melanie's office, or whatever this room used to be -- and it's going up over that first big window in the kitchen. ]
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He really doesn't want this version of Livio to vanish. He can't help it -- he likes the guy. ]
At least we're inside, right?
[ There's no time for navel gazing or stressing about what-ifs! With a solid kick Wolfwood knocks the first door free -- sorry to Miss Melanie's office, or whatever this room used to be -- and it's going up over that first big window in the kitchen. ]
You ever get stuck out in one of these?