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[He almost has half a mind to tell her what he did at home. He used a tool from another dimension, a godly object, to transform the essence of human beings into abilities that could change the very reality he lived in. In his mind, those people who were absorbed by that tool were, in a way, blessed. They achieved some form of existence that he couldn't comprehend.]
[Is him stealing souls from others now the same as that? Possibly. Maybe not. But in a way, he prefers it over killing someone and having their blood taint his hands. He's merely finding another use for their souls: his survival. He doesn't like it, exactly, but it's better than what he has seen others do.]
Because that has become my reality. Hard to...deny your own hunger. You go mad if you don't eat. Berserk. Can't let that happen, no...
[Is him stealing souls from others now the same as that? Possibly. Maybe not. But in a way, he prefers it over killing someone and having their blood taint his hands. He's merely finding another use for their souls: his survival. He doesn't like it, exactly, but it's better than what he has seen others do.]
Because that has become my reality. Hard to...deny your own hunger. You go mad if you don't eat. Berserk. Can't let that happen, no...
That's my world. That's my...city. There was only one city, where I came from. And one suburb. One and one...that's all there was.
So, ah, imagine my surprise when I came here and found well, people are very used to the concepts of multiple cities. [A pause.] Anyways! The point, the...point of what I'm saying is that, yes, I come from...a different place. You come from a different place. There are...multiple universes out there, existing, all at once...and it may be unbelievable, but believe me, well...it's true.
So, ah, imagine my surprise when I came here and found well, people are very used to the concepts of multiple cities. [A pause.] Anyways! The point, the...point of what I'm saying is that, yes, I come from...a different place. You come from a different place. There are...multiple universes out there, existing, all at once...and it may be unbelievable, but believe me, well...it's true.
[A shrug.] Perhaps it's more irony than anything. You're...well, alive now. That's all that matters, hm?
...You'll have to, at some point.
[He looks over at her, his white eyes wide. Almost soulless.]
We all do, at some point.
[He looks over at her, his white eyes wide. Almost soulless.]
We all do, at some point.
...Most of us, we didn't know. That we were the only ones. Most people, they...didn't understand until it was too late.
[He lets that statement hang ominously in the air.]
They lived on the moon? That's...interesting. Could never have imagined that, but...well, I didn't imagine a lot of things, I suppose. Before I came to this place.
[That last part gets her a confused little cock from the head from him.]
Eidolons? You'll...have to explain.
[He lets that statement hang ominously in the air.]
They lived on the moon? That's...interesting. Could never have imagined that, but...well, I didn't imagine a lot of things, I suppose. Before I came to this place.
[That last part gets her a confused little cock from the head from him.]
Eidolons? You'll...have to explain.
[Was that how it was with the Lunarians? Fusoya never really explained what happened to their original world that forced them to wander the galaxy in search of a new home.]
[She nods, smiling.] I never would have imagined it myself! Had I not seen it with my own eyes, I never would have guessed that one of our moons was capable of supporting life.
[And there she goes again, mentioning things from her world so casually, forgetting that, aside from Machina's world, that people aren't familiar with magic and Crystals and Eidolons.]
They are... like guardian spirits, I suppose. Supernatural entities possessing great power, and who can be summoned by those that form a pact with them. A summoner may call upon their aid in battle at any time, so long as the Eidolon being called has made a pact with them. But if the Eidolon is killed... the summoner forfeits their own life. [Rosa averts her gaze, thinking once more of poor Rydia and her mother.]
[She nods, smiling.] I never would have imagined it myself! Had I not seen it with my own eyes, I never would have guessed that one of our moons was capable of supporting life.
[And there she goes again, mentioning things from her world so casually, forgetting that, aside from Machina's world, that people aren't familiar with magic and Crystals and Eidolons.]
They are... like guardian spirits, I suppose. Supernatural entities possessing great power, and who can be summoned by those that form a pact with them. A summoner may call upon their aid in battle at any time, so long as the Eidolon being called has made a pact with them. But if the Eidolon is killed... the summoner forfeits their own life. [Rosa averts her gaze, thinking once more of poor Rydia and her mother.]
So you rather devour the souls of people for the sake of saving yourself.
[Disgusted is too mild a word to describe her feelings in this moment, and despite herself, Nynaeve bares her teeth at the creature as though she'd very much like to sink them into his throat. He's already mad, but she has the wisdom to keep her mouth shut--at least on that point.]
Stay away from me. [She warns, managing not to hiss like an angry goose.] Or I'll--
[She doesn't know what. Strangle him. Hating herself for not daring to take her eyes off of him, Nynaeve takes a wary step back, then another, and another.]
[Disgusted is too mild a word to describe her feelings in this moment, and despite herself, Nynaeve bares her teeth at the creature as though she'd very much like to sink them into his throat. He's already mad, but she has the wisdom to keep her mouth shut--at least on that point.]
Stay away from me. [She warns, managing not to hiss like an angry goose.] Or I'll--
[She doesn't know what. Strangle him. Hating herself for not daring to take her eyes off of him, Nynaeve takes a wary step back, then another, and another.]
[His eyes are terrifying and Eponine's step falters, and very, very nearly, she goes to wrench her hand from his. But she stops herself. She's a monster too, isn't she? What right does she have to judge him, or even be afraid?]
I won't. I'm not doing it.
I won't. I'm not doing it.
[Newt gives a small nod, thankful for that at least. It seemed that there were variations to what he was transforming into over the stuff he knows are kaiju traits. If only he could get a hand on his own organs to study them.]
Sort of? I mean, less in a 'I'm your dad' way and more of a big brother 'I'm gonna look out for you sport' kinda way? Not that I'm much of a protector if things came down to it, but I feel like they're gonna need someone they can trust. This place is bad enough for adults, let alone the emotional damage it must be doing to the kids.
Sort of? I mean, less in a 'I'm your dad' way and more of a big brother 'I'm gonna look out for you sport' kinda way? Not that I'm much of a protector if things came down to it, but I feel like they're gonna need someone they can trust. This place is bad enough for adults, let alone the emotional damage it must be doing to the kids.
Yes.
[There's no arguing, no denial. Just a "yes". He's a monster. That's that. Can't ignore it.]
Or you'll...what? Kill me? Can't...can't do that, I'm afraid.
[He feels a strange feeling well up in his chest when he sees her anger, sees the glint of fear in those fiery eyes - the fact that another is afraid of him is so strange and so...amusing, almost. Before, people wouldn't give him the time of day, and now he could make others fear him.]
[Strange. So very strange.]
[There's no arguing, no denial. Just a "yes". He's a monster. That's that. Can't ignore it.]
Or you'll...what? Kill me? Can't...can't do that, I'm afraid.
[He feels a strange feeling well up in his chest when he sees her anger, sees the glint of fear in those fiery eyes - the fact that another is afraid of him is so strange and so...amusing, almost. Before, people wouldn't give him the time of day, and now he could make others fear him.]
[Strange. So very strange.]
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It's not a question of "you won't" as much as a question of "you will"...
[He frowns, though he doesn't particularly mind that she almost pulled away from her.]
...Anyways, let's not. Ah. Talk. About such things, let's not discuss this. It will happen but it...try not to think of it now.
[He frowns, though he doesn't particularly mind that she almost pulled away from her.]
...Anyways, let's not. Ah. Talk. About such things, let's not discuss this. It will happen but it...try not to think of it now.
[He's still staring at her with those horrible eyes, burn him! Nynaeve yanks her braid so hard that it hurts, gathering her anger before she speaks. Anger gives her word a razor's edge, and she's glad for the sharpness.]
Anyone can be killed, Mr. Bracket. You remember that.
[Blood and bloody ashes, when will she learn not to poke the bear?! She hastily turns her back, intending on striding off before he can frighten the wits out of her again. Not that she would ever admit to it.]
Anyone can be killed, Mr. Bracket. You remember that.
[Blood and bloody ashes, when will she learn not to poke the bear?! She hastily turns her back, intending on striding off before he can frighten the wits out of her again. Not that she would ever admit to it.]
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