[No doubt about it. That spot on the moon is moving. The launch itself had been something of great interest to Flug-- after he got over the initial annoyance of being snubbed for such an important project-- and generally standing outside to enjoy the night was an occasional pastime the arachne and demon shared on quieter days. Now though, Flug can't help but feel a chill at what he is witnessing. He drops to a whisper, as though even speaking too loudly would be a bad move in the moon's presence right now.]
August 8th-- The Moon Stares back-- because why not have a banter thread
"..That's not anything you're doing, right, sir?"