GB: helping my sister
GB: for real this time
GB: you need to learn to relax, even when i AM needed its not like i gotta rush
GM: You do in fact "gotta rush" that was the Entire Point of
GM: Never mind. Are you even prepared to leave?
GM: Let's say I made the call Right Now. I'd be a fool to bet on Gale Baxter getting up and leaving in time, wouldn't I?
GM: In fact, I'd put everything on you walking back downstairs, sitting on your ass, putting on some "rad tunes," and waiting things out for just a little bit longer. Because despite Everything I've Said, you still think you'll have just a little bit more time.
GM: Well, croupier?
GM: Tell me what I've Won.
GB: congrats champ, you hit jackpot and broke the bank
GB: (bet you didnt expect me to know what croupier means)
GM: (Oh rest assured, I wouldn't have said it if you didn't have your sister Cole there to ask.)
GB: but no, i don't expect to need to b-line there, man
GB: like, even if shit does break down into a mad scramble
GB: you still need to do your thing first
GB: dez still needs to do their thing first
GB: and, keeping it real?
GB: im startin to feel like im due a little bit more trust as your Blade, dude
GM: And I believe I am owed just a bit more respect as your Liege, Blade.
GB: ...is there anything actually going on right now or
GM: No.
GM: I would just feel a lot better if you were ready.
GB: yea alright ill get in place
GB: you dont gotta say it, i know its gg who wants me to get my ass in gear anyways