Oh god, no. No definitely not. [Halfway through setting up a few shoddy flashlights, if Chloe could look any more offended by that accusation when she abruptly glances up it'd be a feat.

Also, Seviilia, not helping.] Look, nobody's getting 'taken' anywhere-- including out-- and transports doing whatever they want means one hell of a lot of p--

[But her sorry excuse for a rushed explanation/ driveby-diffusing of the situation is cut short by the flicker of the lights above them dying out, the network tablets (should anyone have one nearby) freezing up entirely.] Ah. Looks like we're on.

[ooc: From here on out it's officially go time! Conversations can and should continue normally but if you'd like to break off for individual threadjacking or set up your own established subthread for just your character, feel free to toss it right under here. Or do both! Conversations are messy, messy creatures. ]