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• I'm here for the hatchet fight. Got my hatchet right here. Ready? Let's begin!
• Look out! There's a...a...I don't even know what it is, but it's got laser eyes! Run!
• Halt! By—Peacemaker—order, you—will—submit to—golem—search—and—seizure.
• You look like one of the old Mark Sevens. Command override 000: run full diagnostic scan.
• Command—accepted. Estimated—time—to—completion: 23—days. Please—stand—by.
• The machinery is warmed up and calibrated, the subjects ready and willing. All we need is your authorization.
• Authorized. Let's get started.
• "Sharper than your normal dagger..."
• Visual—identification—complete. Doxa, my—dear. Is—that—you? It's—me, Kazz.
• Audio—input—acknowledged. Kazz? I—am—so—glad—to—see—you.
• I'd say that worked perfectly. Now to get you two, uh, lovebirds out of here.
• Sniff the air for distinctive scents. See with your nose.
• Awaiting input: standing by for confirmation that the path is clear.
• It's clear. Go, go, go!
• Careful. There—are—two—sentries. Tell—us—when—both—are—not—looking.
• You're clear now. Go!
• Helioneuronic? Does that mean it makes your dreams come true?
• Daydreams, he said. That's even better. Let's go, before they're all gone!
• Nobody told me about an evacuation order.
• Yeah, but when do they tell us anything? Come on, let's join the rest of the evacuees.
• A bomb? What do we do?
• I say we run. Because...we need backup. Yeah, backup! Come on!
• What's going on? You can't yell "bees" in a crowded laboratory! It'll start a panic!
• Ahh! Not the bees! I'm, uh, going to go and report this...somewhere else!
• We need to clear out the two main areas of the complex to avoid unintentional casulties. Get to the center of each area and say something to hasten their departure!
• Will do.
• I can't deny, I'm nervous. What if it doesn't work? What if I disappear and Doxa's left alone? What if it succeeds, but our control sequencers are incompatible?
• We can do this, Kazz. We just have to stay focused.
• Your krewe certainly is full of odd ducks. I suppose you'll have to do some recruiting once these two sweethearts are gone.
• That's up to Hronk. But you're right, this krewe needs more staff.
• Well, now we're down two krewe members. I can't afford to lose you, too, so I hereby forbid you from merging your soul with any mechanical bodies.
• Agreed...for now. But if I get a better offer, all bets are off.
• MIG/Doxa—is—cautiously—optimistic. Loved—one—Kazz—is—truly—sweet—to—join—me—in—golemhood.
• He's definitely crazy about you, that's for sure. Or maybe just crazy.
• We're glitched. I should've known the Peacemaker golems would respond to an evacuation.
• In other words, we need a new plan.
• Don't we have some sort of stealth device?
• I can handle this. Follow me.
• Let's take it slow. Stay out of sight as you move. Give the MIG and OMIG a clear sign when it's safe to proceed.
• Sounds good. I'll get right to it.
• Yes, but it only works on stationary and deactivated golems. It won't work if they're moving. Hey, don't look at me like that—it took years to get it to work at all.
• Making a note to fix that before we try this again. Let's get moving.
• That was...interesting. I may want in on your next project...and I definitely want to take cover when it starts.
• It'll probably be something terribly dull and relaxing, as usual.
• I'm glad they're happy, but this makes me look bad. Losing one krew member to golem fusion is bad, but two? My reputation may never recover.
• Don't worry, chief. Your genius reputation gained more than it lost during this escapade.
• Former—krewemate—is—in—potential—danger. Before—you—leap—into—the—security—golem's—path, I—will—demonstrate—how—to—know—when—it's—safe.
• I'm listening. How do I tell when it's safe?
• Watch—the—lights. Red—is—danger. Green—is—safety. Only—the—red-lit—golems—are—hostile. Would—you—like—a—demonstration?
• Yes, please. Show me red so I know what to avoid.