(@Bonnie) Hastur: Understood. Tomorrow, then, we'll try our best to arrive with some results. Namely the leader of the band that bothers you. And thus we'll take our leave for this day.
Hastur zips his hoodie back and departs towards the saloon, looking rather deadpan due to the amount of additional work that has suddenly appeared. At least the goal is clear now.
edited 3rd Aug '16 6:12:48 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
Seeing Asagi's reluctance, Hastur lowers his hand as well, tilts his head sideways and squints with one eye. She actually had a point. They could have done better, he guessed, but it was settled now anyway.
(@Asagi) Hastur: You're indeed right. That protocol would have helped us greatly, were its laws abided to unanimously. But now, well. Tomorrow's the time to correct mistakes.
With that, Hastur turned towards the saloon, preparing to recover energy he has wasted on regeneration. He had to be in his prime for tomorrow's mission and audience.
edited 3rd Aug '16 6:49:03 PM by TheRiddleOfCards

Asagi: You got it, Mrs. Mayor. Just point us in the right direction of these crazies, and we'll do our best...
edited 3rd Aug '16 6:06:23 PM by Raidouthe21st
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