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Phillip smiled. "So I can see that even Earth Day is not against killing. I would have thought that, by now, you'd have gained the ability to do photosynthesis, or harness the power of the molten currents of the mantle. Maybe not, then." That would have been very useful, if that were the case. He could have studied how she absorbed the energy and influenced someone to patent a cheap and efficient renewable energy source, thereby increasing the chance for more financial gain. Alas, this seemed like this would not be the case.
Phillip glanced at the servent, and nodded. "Yes, that is a very good question. If she were allowed, would our own servents and minions be able to also go? We could bring in much more firepower this way and significantly increase our chance of surviving." He stopped. Surviving? Why was he even helping, anyway? He wouldn't benifit from any of this - in fact, a loss of profit was almost certain to happen. Still, he stayed put. Something might have squawked in the distance. He wasn't sure. "And there must be other Holidieties who would want to help. Saint Patrick's seems to always want a fight, and even that old Saint Andrew's might want to participate, with his holiday so close to Christmas. Try contacting them."
Phillip glanced at the servent, and nodded. "Yes, that is a very good question. If she were allowed, would our own servents and minions be able to also go? We could bring in much more firepower this way and significantly increase our chance of surviving." He stopped. Surviving? Why was he even helping, anyway? He wouldn't benifit from any of this - in fact, a loss of profit was almost certain to happen. Still, he stayed put. Something might have squawked in the distance. He wasn't sure. "And there must be other Holidieties who would want to help. Saint Patrick's seems to always want a fight, and even that old Saint Andrew's might want to participate, with his holiday so close to Christmas. Try contacting them."