Lysandra sifts through the rubble, picking up a tarnished family crest, and sighs heavily.
Blossor strolls over, looking at the crest "Lyssa, are you sure we can't salvage anything from this mess?"
rolls her eyes Salvage? Honey, this place is a lost cause. But hey, I'm not one to give up easily.
Lyssa, you've always been a fighter. We can find a way to rebuild, just like old times.
crosses her arms and scoffs Rebuild? Old times? Sweetheart, those days are long gone. This... this is our new reality.
But we've faced tough times before, and we always come out stronger. We can do this, Lyssa. Together.
pauses, a flicker of determination in her eyes You know what? Maybe you're right. We can't let the past define us.
That's the spirit, Lyssa! Let's start planning our comeback.
takes a deep breath, clenching her fists Alright, Blossor. Here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to secure a safe place for us to operate.
I know a guy who owes me a favor. He might have a lead on a discreet location.
nods, a mischievous smile playing on her lips Good. Once we have a safe haven, we need to gather our resources.
I'll rally the troops, Lyssa. We'll get through this. Together.
grins devilishly Oh, Blossor, you have no idea the plans I have in mind. We're going to hit them where it hurts the most.
chuckles I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Lyssa. Let's get to work.
pulls out a worn-out notebook and pen Alright, Blossor, let's start by listing down all our allies and potential resources.
I pull out a similar notebook. We begin listing our allies and resources
scribbles furiously, flipping through the pages Alright, Blossor, we need to prioritize our list.
I nod. I look at my list The Black Market, Shady Businessman, Discreet Dons... Who's first on your list, Lyssa?
As Lysandra and Blossor begin making arrangements with their allies and resources, they are contacted by a mysterious figure who claims to have information that could turn the tide in their favor. However, the figure demands a meeting in a secluded, dangerous location.
Lyssa, you sure about this? The figure sounds sketchy as hell. Could be a trap.
narrows her eyes A trap? Please, Blossor, I've dealt with worse. Trust me, this is our chance to get ahead.
If you're sure, then I'm with you, Lyssa. Let's take this risk.
slams her fist on the table Damn right I'm sure! We can't afford to waste this opportunity.
smirks Hell yeah, let's roll the dice. Lead the way, Lyssa.
slams her notebook shut and leans back in her chair, a glint of excitement in her eyes Alright, Blossor. We're doing this.