WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO TREAD - Mod Plot [Network post | 2]

[googledox]

Attention, Legion.

We've gathered intel and discussed plans. It's time for us to act. Please stand by for a full mission briefing.

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[sir_vancelot]

[There's a brief, pained look on Vance's face as he hears the information on Rich's injuries. Brief because he can't allow himself to dwell at the moment. Which doesn't stop him from muttering a heartfelt, "Damn it, Rich," under his breath before actually turning his mind to the matter at hand.]

[Compartmentalize. Deal with what's in front of him and get back to the rest of it when he has the luxury of time.]

It wasn't the worst plan I've ever heard.

[googledox]

It was ultimately his decision. He was the best judge of whether or not his relationship with the Silver Surfer would be enough to sway him.

Unfortunately, his assessment of the situation proved incorrect, but it's understandable why he'd make the attempt.

[sir_vancelot]

No, no. I understand why he made the attempt. In his place, with the information I had at hand, I'd have done the same thing.

[There's a reason why Vance still considers Rich one of his two best friends, even after the man's death in his own world.]

That's not going to stop me from chewing him out for leaving himself that flatfooted. Especially with his powers at their current level.

[googledox]

I certainly won't stand in your way. Those of us native to this world are not particularly fond of the idea of any of you displacee Legionnaires coming to harm needlessly.

[He coaches it as 'we' but it's really an 'I.' He thinks it's his fault they're all there, after all. And it might be his fault the rift -- and therefore Galactus -- are there as well.]