There probably aren't a lot of people who like losing, but losing seems to be the theme regardless once most of The Sun's dust settles. It's even more annoying when you've spent the past few years being a time-traveller in your original universe, and now you can't go back and fix things here. Despite her best efforts in helping her friends in bringing their friend back, that death turned out to be permanent, and The Sun's magic rituals and weird ass cult were solidifying their hold on the City. Whatever slight tilt back to sanity Clint was making evaporated, so the crime in the City had a katana-wielding Ronin to watch out for once more. And she wouldn't get in the way of however the effect of losing their wife and daughter would effect Steve and Erik, respectively, because if they were going to burn the City down for it, hey that sounds reasonable to Sara, but she also knew better than to not help them do it unless they asked. And fuck knows what Harry is going to maybe get into (blowing up The Sun's offices for real probably is a possibility, she thinks).
So, Sara is fucking off to the desert planet for her new homebase. She'll build a shelter there, the bare minimums probably, with running water somehow, and come back to the City for when she needs more supplies every so often.
Once she's landed, she fires off a text to Harry:
I'm relocating to the desert planet. Don't do anything too horrifically stupid.
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