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Robert took a mental step back as he took a hard look at everyone here. No one was on the same page, or at least nearly no one was. He could feel that itching away at him, the conflicting Perspectives grinding at each other, and really, he had to stifle a curse.

[color=17601C][i]‘Why do I have to be the team player?’[/i][/color] He groused internally. But knew it was the best way to stay alive, so he sucked it up. For now.

[color=17601C]“Hey Sam.”[/color] He’d say as he moved over to the ex-gangster’s side. [color=17601C]“Here,”[/color] He passed off his gun, [color=17601C]“I’m going to help ‘Zekiel tear down the light show but I’m going to want this back. And careful it pulls to the left.”[/color] He stayed only long enough to take a drag off his smoke before turning away.

He stopped by the van just long enough to grab the first wrench he could see before moving towards the tower. He wanted the thing gone ASAP, and he had a few ideas of how to do that. Though he doubted that Ezekiel would approve of any of them.

That was fine.

He'd play along with the old man for now, but getting to examine the thing up close and personal would let him figure out the best way to prep it to come down like a stack of cards. Something that would only get easier when the Suits showed.

But damn if he didn’t wish he had more time to set up the Stage. At least he knew the Crowd he was working with were at least Awake. Now it was just time to find the right Trick to pull this all off.