[Shelke was honestly growing a bit bored with the whole following thing, although she wouldn't stop since, for whatever reason, this man was important. But it was enough that her mind was wandering that let her notice the color pattern, something quite familiar to her, a mass of people in similar garb. The Deepground soldiers had varying uniforms, but the colors were always the same.]
[Of course, when Elmer was suddenly waving and running over, she was not expecting the man she was following to just groan. She wasn't quite certain what she had expected, frankly, but it was not that, in any respect. Why was she supposed to be looking for him if he wasn't some sort of threat...?]
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[Of course, when Elmer was suddenly waving and running over, she was not expecting the man she was following to just groan. She wasn't quite certain what she had expected, frankly, but it was not that, in any respect. Why was she supposed to be looking for him if he wasn't some sort of threat...?]