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"Mmm, I look forward to prying apart every bit of information. Until next we meet my asipiration, may the writhing mortals usurp the very gods that command them. And rest assured, my next attack won't be nearly as blind." He left that ending nicely, a brief compliment with the undertones of his attempts to ruin all Mastema had. About as close to friendly as he and Mastema got in times of late, if not entirely in the time they'd known each other.

Now the voice started about prying the recorded images apart, tasting them, enjoying them, deciphering them as best it could. It thought the taste-test a mere diversion, and though it wanted strongly to continue, it had to sate it's curiousity.

Such was the way of KB, easily governed with the proper tools, or...toys.

::Tyrsais would pace slowly inside the meeting room looking out the window. Though oddly enough he wasn't looking up so much as out as though toward the edge of the barrier. His hand would rest on the hilt of his sword twisting slightly against the tight leather bonding making a slightly annoying sound, that at this moment seemed to escape him. His wings were tense but not so much so that it seemed uncomfortable, a summation of his appearance would be annoyed rather then angry::

I didn't say which "thing" you should let me cut in two Master...

*Trilla was already in the cafeteria in the back by the fridge. She was choosing what she wanted to drink, and so for the moment wasn't paying attention to her brother's absense. Micha was still in the elevator, the doors now closed and two motes with him, the one that wanted to follow Trilla was snatched, while the other was likely still with Micha. The elevator was at a stand still, and Micha still had a mote clutched in hand. One would think Cole might wonder about this, but no... he had gone to sleep. Once awake, the motes began to resinate with Cole again, though that mattered little to Micha. The one in his hand would suddenly disappear, what affect this might have on Cole was unknown, the same went for the other motes. For lack of better words... the mote no longer existed. This would be confirmed as Micha opened his hand once again, it was empty with no mote in sight... save for the one still with him in the elevator*

Micha: . . .

*Nana would pause, in reflection. All the buildings should have a syste for putting out fires already since the Citadel used to be inhabited by humans. Those in and around the buildings that were most cherrished, should have been connected to an ample supply of water, if only to slow a fires progression. That now aside, Nana had come up with something to add to her idea of some type of offensive node, of which she spoke to Mastema about before the conference*

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Hnn... then-- I'd like to add on a little to the topic I spoke to you of before the conference.

*From his bed Eecheb would continue to weasel his way about under the covers. In the past, the boy had been rather blunt about his feelings, what ailed him and more. No doubt the same would happen now*

Eecheb: .....I dunno. I-- I-- ......

*Tyrsais still had a chance to speak with Nana before the conference end. He had waited so long... would he give up this oppurtunity as well? It would be hard for Tyrsais to see much, since the top of the tower was still engulfed by the mass of the creature. The windows were completely covered from top to bottom. Nana would wait for a moment after Tyrsais had said his part. Mastema should reply to him first, what ever he was going to say. Damn that sword, it made Nana uneasy ever since the beginning. If only she and the others knew that it wanted nothing more than to spill over all of their blood to the ground*

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Hnn...

Eecheb: Eh-- I.... I dunno... something-- s-something else...! I don-- I don't know how to say it.

*Well that made things a little difficult, Eecheb didn't know exactly how to articulate what was going on with him. Perhaps Thanatos could guess, but.... would Eecheb really be able to answer, if he understood at all? It was always a risk that could be taken, as there shouldn't be any harm done. Eecheb had slown down and was balled up under his covers now. One could only imagine his expression*

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Well... I was thinking. Perhaps-- some sort of defensive node, to go along with the offensive ones I spoke to you of earlier. Something to protect those, from being directly attacked and destroyed. Perhaps something with the ability to make a mini shield or barrier, a meter in radius? That should be more than enough to protect the other node. If-- If the idea is at all useable or plausable to put into use.

*Something about offensive node? That might spark interest with a few of the conference members. Then these other nodes to protect them? All eyes to Mastema, and comments from the others were all Nana could wait for now*

The problem with thoughts was that they were tricky beasts. Independent, yet always part of the whole. Sneaky, slippery, and fleeting. As they were simply thoughts, with normal people they were nearly impossible to destroy too. However one thing Cole wasn't, was normal.

When Micha attempts to "end" the mote, two things happen in rapid succession. The first is that whatever he did to it, didn't end it. The thing bursts through the metaphysical layers of our world and rockets far beyond the Citadel, completely torn off from the whole and invisible to the naked eye. It crashes into a mountain side leagues and leagues from where it had started, silently burrowing its way in on the physical world, sending massive shockwaves through the world of the mind.

The second is far more... noticeable. Cole screams. Not a scream of pain per se, but a primal shriek that reaches its clawed grasp down his throat and drags out every ounce of agony and suffering concievable through his lips. Oh gods above dear lord save me someone something is there anyone listening how can this happen this shouldn't be possible what the hell happened Something had TORN OUT A PIECE OF HIS MIND!

He had to get it out, outoutoutoutoutoutOutOutOutOutOutOutOUTOUTOUTOUTOUTOUTOUT!!!!!!!

Thankfully, when Micha had attacked the mote, Cole was already focused on something he wanted to destroy. The only thing in fact, that he wanted to destroy. Otherwise, what happened next may have done a whole lot more damage. As things stand, only a thin shaving of the Tower is taken off. Enough to remove the wall Cole was facing for two and a half stories above and below him.

All that agony, all that pain, focused, transformed, released, in a single massive psychic blast that roared out of Cole like a bat out of hell. Six stories in diameter, a constant stream so powerful that it independently manifests itself into a physically destructive force, that would span the length between Cole and the shade of KB that lurked outside the barrier for a good two seconds.

And for that time, the three remaining motes screamed with every raw emotion that poured through Cole in a wave, then winked out.

Than couldn't help but smile a little at Eecheb's refusal to admit he was afraid when he was obviously discomforted. "All right, all right. Tell me what you can. Maybe I can figure it out. I think you must have some way of telling me what's wrong; just try"

"Resonance is an issue of sound. I doubt that a laser will shatter a crystal, but it is possible to damage it with too much heat. Although.... I think damage will be minimal and replacement uncommon. Hmm... there are several possibilities, but I believe the dual offense-defense models will work better than individual models designed for each function." Mastema's response was straight forward. At least Nana was being cautious of what damages could be done, but it was likely a mute concern for shattering crystals. "Is there anything else?"

Before long, the annoying screams of the emotes and the damage to the tower would cause a disturbance. The Zenogais units simply filtered out the annoying sounds. The others did wince and shield their ears a bit, except of course for Mastema himself. Thanatos was in the room with another emote when it screamed and it nearly deafened him. He winced and groaned while doubling over. It took several seconds after the screaming stopped to regain his composure.

*Well now, Cole's actions had an interesting side effect, and not just blowing out walls. In fact it had created an oppurtinity, but what? Perhaps Tyrsias would get to fight the shadow creature, sooner than he had hoped, for it began to move away and down the tower no more than a few seconds after the man finished speaking to Mastema. Probably to find out what made such a terrible rumbling. Only it would find an opening instead, and quite a large one. The creature had completely left the top of the tower, and was slowly seeping into the open spaces created when Cole blew out several bits of wall. Now this creature had a chance to explore a little as it made it's way up on the inside of the tower. Tyrsias could engage it in close combat if he wished or if Mastema let him. Still, it appeared non-hostile, if... well creepy*

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::Tyrsais seemed a bit confused. He had heard the sound and felt the impact, but there was something else going on in the background something he should have been aware of but was not actively engaged in. He thought about it for a moment before noticing the massive amount of mental energies around it was a calamity of those energies that he had lost due to being a reanimated creature. He looked at Mastema and the others or a few moments before looking upward and running toward the door looking to move out of the room and ascend through the tower to stop the creature before it could reach the others::

Zio guide me in the quickest fashion to the creature... I need your help I've never been in this tower... Mastema I'll attempt to stop the creature without killing it!!!

::With his final note he would attempt to run out now. His blade would begin to glow a deep red letting off a mist of energy behind its master and a slight whisper could be heard by most of the occupents of the room, though it was meant for Nana::

Don't worry... we shall return...