Been dreaming of this little dude/dudes
Don't have a name for them yet but the right head definitely called Kevin. Left head wanna throw at everybody. Middle head trying to stay sane.
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Ch206 (p3), The "aptitudes" that you reared
While Snake starts to have a mental breakdown, Artie notices something and alerts Oliver and Theo to the danger.
The head matron and Susan have caught up to the kids again and continue to shoot, shattering another organ jar.
Even Doll seems annoyed at the intrusion from the staff. The head matron tells them their "game of tag" is over, that they have no map or weapons, and that they must obey their teachers/the authority.
She talks mostly to Theo, as assumed leader of the pack, and he feigns agreeing with her. Then he calls to Mabel while signaling to use his hands as a lift up.
Mabel springs into action and gives the head matron a hard kick to the head, leaving Susan as the last staff member there (for now, anyway...).
Susan shows she cares way more about a hefty paycheck than she ever could about those kids. But Mabel's attack also serves as distraction, and Oliver gets behind Susan with a large knife that the staff didn't know he had.
Oliver. Bless him. 😅
Then Theo asks what Susan (and the injured head matron, I guess) think of these "aptitudes" they've cultivated in the top students.
Feeling truly defeated, Susan drops her gun, and Theo sighs with relief.
The rest soonish....
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*Singularity approaches Terratlas.*
Singularity: I am rather impressed by you. Really, I am. What is your relationship with the Kyogre like? The groudon of my world it definitely not too fond of them and has had a few conflicts which had caused an incredible amount of destruction to the world of the mortals. Have you caused much destruction and chaos?
"AH, GRAND SERPENT OF DISTORTION, IT HAS BEEN MANY AGES SINCE ONE OF YOUR KIND HAS VISITED OUR REALM! AS A FORM OF GREETING..."
The powerful blast of water was enough to leave the Groudons head wet, but did not actually harm them. Oceanus stared up at them with an irritated eye.
"IT SEEMS I HAD ONCE AGAIN BECOME TOO FIXATED ON BATTLE AND FRIENDLY COMPETITION. YOU HAVE MY APOLOGIES, THAT WAS QUITE RUDE OF ME!"
"AS FOR YOUR QUESTIONS, YES, MANY MANY AEON AGO WE FOUGHT ONE ANOTHER. MERELY SENSING THE OTHERS PRESENCE WOULD SEND THE OTHER INTO A FRENZY."
"This is due to a number of reasons." Oceanus cut in, voice powerful and clear, the feeling of crashing waves and swirling typhoons following every word, "For you see, in the beginning neither of us truly were anything more than our instincts. We were Land and Ocean, opposite forces, and so we were unable to comprehend anything outside that. To one of us, the mere existence of the other was anathema."
"SO VIOLENT WERE WE THAT LIFE STRUGGLED TO PROPERLY FORM, AND WE NEARLY TORE APART THIS WORLD IN OUR ETERNAL STRUGGLE."
"Never would we be able to approach the other if it was for reasons of conflict or battle. Only should we converse peacefully would we be able to bear witness to the other."
"IT HAS TAKEN US MANY YEARS." Terratlas said with a nod, "WE HAD MANY WORKING WITH US AS WE GAINED TRUE CONSCIOUSNESS, AND OUR LOATHING FOR THE OTHER HAS LONG SINCE FADED. I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL FOR THE OPPORTUNITIES AND AID PRESENTED TOWARDS US." They gave Oceanus a toothy smile, "MY OCEAN IS WONDERFUL, EVEN IF THEY DO STRUGGLE TO CONVERSE WITH THOSE ON LAND, HAHA!"
"The feeling is mutual." Oceanus said with a low rumble, quiet but happy, "My Land may be loud, but they are bright in a way I am not. I am always appreciative of their aid."
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