People were dancing, fighting, clustering in groups or chanting. Sometimes two or three at a time.
To be fair, the first two can overlap, especially in the cases of cool fighting or bad dancing.
(Seriously, I’ve watched videos about what made Monty Oum’s fight animations so good, and it had a lot to do with how much like dancing it was.)
And hey, it’s not like you can’t chant in a tight group while you dance-fight, either.
As we found some breathing room, Lisa gathered the group together. I withdrew the picture, “We’re looking for this guy.”
Oh right, that’s still a thing. I’m not sure we can expect to see Bryce here in person, but it’s worth a shot.
Nobody disagreed or debated the point, not even Brooks. Senegal had dropped the smirk and was all business as he remained at my right shoulder, tall enough to see over the top of the gathered people.
Please stay that way.
On the far end of our group, Minor did much the same thing. That left Lisa and I between them. Brooks and Jaw left to go looking on their own.
Alright, see ya.