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 Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:11 pm
She stayed quiet and out of the way, while Kiga and...Koudelka analyzing monster-Tenshi's...monsterness. Mentally, Neyna shrugged, and downed another cup of tea. They looked and acted like they knew what they were doing, and so she was content to just sit and listen.
The medium, Koudelka, was giving her what Leader called "the tickles". Ever since she had stepped out from the shadows, Neyna's inner sense had been crawling up and down her spine, telling her that this was something that she shouldn't meddle in. It was the same feeling she got when Leader first showed her true Healer's Oaths. It was the same feeling she got when the Elders at home called up their magic. It was the same feeling she got when she first tasted Shadow.
It told her, bestillbequietdon'tdrawattentionjustwatchlisten. That feeling was also the only reason Neyna didn't dare to offer the woman a cuppa, or some coffee, or a sandwich. It took quite a bit to make Neyna resist listening to her well ingrained manners. All she did was sip her tea and wave goodbye to Rin as she left.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 4:43 pm
Kiga returned to be leaned on his spot with the aid of his hammer, looking now with interest at the new girl. Though, he kept his distance, rather not allowing her to come closer.
Still, as much as he held his bitterness, it could still be spilled on his words.
"The theory could be valid" he replied as serene as he could "But, there is one little fault or loop: this armor on it's own"
He showed the bracelet on right hand, a shiny blue orb which reflected the dim light on the room
"The MK armor, is an ancient armor passed by my people from a lost war that almost threatened to destroy it's solar system. Is the last one of it's kind, after fusing the elemental ones and forming perfection." he lowered his hand again "But I'm not here to tell you stories that might bore you, but the loop - every 100 years, a keeper is chosen to...well.. wield it, know it's powers and pass it on when the time is right. However, if a person is to pick the MK armor without being chosen, there is the chance the armor might rebel back. In that case, tragedies like these happen"
He lowered his head. He was going to utter along the lines -not to mention, non-worthy- but decided against it. It would cripple his plans to deliver the last hit.
"Sadly, even if not chosen, the armor takes upon it's user and that user only. The only way to force it out is if the user decides to pass it on or it dies. Simple as that. If it's controlled by something, it's the own user and it's probable mediocrity at understanding the bond and thus puling out some other things that are not to be"
This, of course, meant specifically Tenshi and her 'Emoticon Armors'. They didn't exist, or rather in his logic, shouldn't. All that being a proof of her illegitimacy.
"And thus... that is a problem. . ."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 5:33 pm
"I'll admit I don't know all the details. But what you're saying implies that the armor has some degree of sentience. Even if it's just a little. After all the users' personalities have imprinted on it over the ages, is there even a little chance that maybe it's gotten a will of its own?"
She crossed her arms again then. She was certainly a voice of reason as well as scathing retorts. It seemed as if she wasn't intentionally cutting Kiga's ego down before. No, she was, no mistaking that, but it was apparently to get to this point. Discussion.
"Or even worse. What if the armor DID get a will of its own, and chose the person it's taken over for the sheer purpose of her being too weak to control it? Living things evolve. If the armor has memories of battle, maybe it would finally tire of it. It seems like it's..trying to kickstart humanity towards total serenity. Make a 'perfect race'. If this kid wasn't the right wielder, wouldn't the armor just go out of control? This doesn't seem like misuse. This seems like intent."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 7:17 pm
Kiga bit his lip slightly, pushing a slight prunce on them.
The way she told things, was as she would have wore the armor before. She knew a bit of how it worked, the armor being slightly sentinent on it's own, grasping on past experiences and well... now... about how a weak mind might not be able to hold on with it's growing surge.
All perfect...
A bad mood or move might ruin his plans. . .
He frowned.
Then again, if the armor wanted a world of peace and harmony, he found nothing alike when he returned.
"Well, I'm sure beating the crap out of people will be in peace once they are thrown to hell..." a cold remark "But, still... my point is that we have to do what ever it takes to save this world or rather, keep the chaos at ease. I don't want it to go around like in my place... nobody deserves that fate"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 8:07 pm
Luna walked over to Kiga, putting a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. She glared at the new girl, not sure what her angle is.
"Look, you can moan and grone all you want about what we're doing wrong. That doesn't change the fact the Tenshi, who has very powerful armor, needs to be stopped. It doesn't matter how we stop her, we have to stop her. Go ahead and waste our time by pointing out the obvoius, or pointing out how we're lower than dirt to you, but this isn't helping. Either help us, or get the hell out of my sight!" Luna ranted.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 8:25 pm
"I like your attitude, little lady. You're brave. You meet things head on. But you know, that's a good way to die, too. What I said at first was true, but it was also intended to get you all to pay some attention. It served its purpose didn't it? But..as much as I admire your balls, nobody tells me what to do. If you're strong enough to try to command me, then I hope you're strong enough to force me to obey. So, let's see what gives you the right of command. Otherwise, you're just talking, and grown ups are talking about other things."
She turned her head to nod at Kiga then.
"What you say in that regard makes sense. I'd like to be rid of this problem without killing that girl inside though. She's not evil. It may be that the armor may have misinterpreted her own desires to save people or bring peace. Maybe she wanted people to not feel sadness. In the state you describe them in, they're certainly not sad. Not by our definition. The road to hell is paved with good intentions. So, when we stop her, I'd like it to be done without her death. I also want to know just how 'sentient' this armor can get. If it really is thinking for itself and has evolved, this may be an enemy that draws on the experience of hundreds, thousands of years of combat experience from the universe's elite. Think about that for a moment, eh? Fighting an army within an army.."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 10:31 pm
Luna grunted, glaring at the girl. "I have more than enough power to show you. However, there is no reason why I must defeat a lesser form than myself, nor do I have anything else to prove. Oh and if you want her defeated, but not killed, then tell us how to do without her death. If your going to run your mouth, then contribute to the plan." She stated, getting even more irritated by the second.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 11:12 pm
"Lesser? You certainly assume a lot about me without knowing me for someone who's supposedly so powerful. The first rule of war is never underestimate anyone. You immediately assume you could defeat me, or you're just trying to goad me..but you haven't even tested the measure of my power. If I am stronger than you, goading me into violence would just end in your death. If you're not, and you are just arrogantly sure of yourself, then you'd end up dying by underestimating what I'm capable of. All that tells me is you're self-praising and overconfident, and a liability. Someone like you entering the fray against an enemy of immense intelligence and power will hold everyone back. As for how to defeat her without killing her..I have a few ideas."
The woman gestured, and made a few simple hand seals. Before her, a faint image formed. It was an illusionary image, and not meant to do anything at all. It was just for show. The image was of the description that Kiga had given in his flashback speaking to the woman, regarding Tenshi.
"The weaknesses in the armor, if they exist, are Kiga's big school of knowledge. But, the fact of the matter is, he mentioned elements and weaknesses. It's very possible that a high-ranking spell with enough power will do serious outward physical damage to such a machine without destroying it. When the structure of something weakens, you can remove its contents. The best way to eliminate the problem and save the girl, in the eventuality that the armor IS sentient like I theorize, is to damage the armor without totally destroying it. At that point, if things go well, she can be physically removed. Though.."
She shook her head, that smirk on her lips, and her eyes were closed. She spread her hands apart. Hey, she sort of resembled Edgeworth for a minute there.
"I have no idea how the relationship works, if she even could be removed from it without dying. There's another option though. Kiga can use the armor, right? And he said one way to pass it on is to literally pass it on. If we can damage the armor enough for the girl to regain her sanity and personality, even for a minute or two, she can pass the armor on to him. If his armor's the same, maybe his personality, and his armor's personality can overpower the personality of her armor. It will be two against one in that case, and even if that's the case, we can use disruptive arts to support his psyche against its. The biggest concern of mine is separating these 'assimilated'. They're souls in need of saving.."
She sighed again, and dispersed the illusion.
"I'll put it to you this way, sugar-lips. If you don't like the way I talk, nobody is forcing you to listen. If you think I have an attitude, then do something about it. Otherwise, shut up, accept that I am who I am, and you can't change me, and accept my help, for what it's there for. I'm better off using you all, to be honest, towards my own ends to save lives. If I had to do it alone, not only is my risk of failure higher, but I'd have to contend with you all most likely, since our goals obviously conflict in points, though in the end, we do want mostly the same end result."
The woman's eyes narrowed then, and she tapped her foot impatiently on the ground. The sound echoed across the mostly empty building, the lack of major carpeting adding to the traveling of said sound; She was getting mildly impatient, though her annoyance and the annoyance of the woman she was speaking to were a vast gulf, at least visually.
"Now. It's your call. I can see Kiga's your leader by the way you defer to him, but you can speak for yourself, so I'll ask you what YOU intend to do. Both about me, and about saving this world. You don't answer to me. That's true. But I'm calling your smack talking bluff. If you're going to tell me I'm lesser than you, back up your talk, or don't talk. If you want me to make the first move, you're going to be waiting a while. I'm not so stupid I'm just going to jump with my claws out because you've got a problem with me. It's irrational, and it just makes things harder. But understand. A glut of power doesn't make someone strong. A keg of explosives is a keg of explosives. Just about any idiot can light the fuse and do a ton of damage. It takes intelligence and skill to know when to light the fuse, how to get the most enemy casualties out of the explosion, and the fewest civilian casualties. Can you say in good conscience you're that skilled? Or are you just 'powerful'?"
She chuckled, and held her right hand out then.
"Now. I don't underestimate you, but I also don't like you. I'm sure you're possibly plenty strong, I haven't seen proof to the contrary; but I can't take someone completely seriously when they remind me of a card game nerd with a superiority complex just because he knows his physics and his magic the gathering. So, here's your choice. Prove you're skilled and smart as well as strong. Can you overcome your own anger and shake my hand, and agree to use me the same way I'm going to use you? Or will you attack me while I'm vulnerable and try to get an advantage? Either one is the right thing to do. But only one of them gives you benefits to your long term goals. Am I wrong?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 3:09 pm
Luna glared at the girl, arching an eyebrow. "I can hold my own. Trust and belive that I had my share experiences with war and going against an army, and I never once held anyone back. I only prevailed. I really don't care how strong you are, or if I'm underestemating you. Frankly, to be honest, this world can burn for all I care. However...I decided where my loyalties were, which is why I'm here..." She paused, glancing at Kiga for a brife moment.
"I suppose if the world doesn't burn, that's great too. Now, It's great that your allowing me to side with you, but I must decline. I only follow one person and unless he says It's ok, I won't leave his side. Thank you for the offer and I can respect you as a fellow warrior, but I'm afraid I cannot call you a comrad, unless he says so."
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 6:45 pm
In the background, Neyna sighed quietly as she listened to them bicker. There was so much talking ping-ponging back and forth that she just allowed it to stream overhead, and used her time to pack up her pack and check over her medical equipment.
Wait...Koudelka was speaking - something about the armor, about power - and then Luna was retorting but Neyna had stopped dead in her tracks, turning over the words in her head. Separation...
"That's brilliant."
She blurted out, wide-eyed. "Instead of attacking head on and just destroying the whole thing, separate, overpower, and then eliminate it..." She trailed off in a mutter, and began brainstorming. "Light versus dark - to fill nothing up with something...ah...changing shadow back to flesh...There's an idea worth pursuing." She shook her head. "...a wonderful theory. Instead of arguing and chatting about our life stories, it's worth trying it. It's not as if we lack fuel power."
But, of course, that's only if the present company all stick together. Neyna twisted her mouth slightly, and glanced in Kiga's direction.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 6:56 pm
Kiga aproached Luna silently and placed a hand over her shoulder. Such rage could be useful for battle, but not now. Not specifically with somebody he could foresee would probably whipe the floor with many of them. They where not prepared, and thus was the reason of them still staying them doing nothing much.
After he had told his quite bitter tale to the newly arrived, he sighed as he listened to her reasoning and probabilities. Yes, most of them where correct - the armor not only linked with it's user, but at some point merged ... no, bonded spiritualy with the user. Making both one even while being separated at some point. Thus, the armor would always try to protect the user and pop-out unexpectantly at some points.
"Well, there is a flaw in your little plan" he replied behind Luna, serious "The armor cannot pass into another armor wielder. Though it has happened once, many eons ago, it was due the decision of the other armors to do so - and by this I do agree with the fact they are sentinent at some point - but it won't happen now. Not with the armor going all ballistic on everything"
His sight went to the hole in the roof, eyes narrowed.
"And, now that you say it... I hadn't thought of this thing, even though it should be my first point to remember: the armor does keep a 'database' of it's prior users, power, habilities and even perhaps psyche. I'm not sure of the last one. But. . .at some point, the assimilation process I saw was to obtain more data from outside. . . as if. . .it tryied to learn just too much. Then again..." he lowered his look towards the spectre in front of him. At least, for his judgement, she seemed so "why go into a destruction spree to obtain it? And why not satisfy only on my world? There are too many things that won't click"
He looked at his right hand, the one that held his bracelet, clenching it hardly, like if he had a rock to crush under. His sight was slightly a killer one. He had to move, and he had noticed how much precious time he was loosing.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 1:14 am
"Huh. You might be worth a little respect after all. I'll ease up on you for now then. You don't back down, but you don't just go fangs out either. Anger and restraint. Not bad."
She listened to Kiga then. Hm, shoots that down. She nodded to the other girl as well who was speaking further about seperation. That one was quiet, but something about her. There was a familiarity in her aura. Not that she knew her personally. It was just..like smelling a flower in a way. All violets had pretty much the same scent, but there were a lot of them in a field. It was like that.
"So that's impossible, huh. Damn, that means I'm back to square one and I'm the one failing. What a bother. But I have a thought. Say you were a machine. Say you just gained sentience. The world you know is nothing but war and pain. And everyone you've ever been attached to has felt that pain. Now you're attached to someone with a gentle heart. Well, that influences you. But you take it the wrong way. Your flawed logic, after just being 'born', tells you to assimilate people, and take away their feelings, because feelings hurt. Feelings lead to war. If you destroy everything, you can start over. Make a perfect world..free of war. If the armor was made to stop wars..wouldn't that make sense? It would be fulfilling its purpose, but its reasoning would be totally off topic. It's just conjecture, though. You know it better than I do."
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:42 am
"Well, who knows. . ." he looked at a side, towards the horizon clearly visible from one of the shattered windows. Why did he had to throw the hobo over there? Night was falling down and it was getting kind of cold. . . "What I saw wasn't exactly that feeling of wanting to make a perfect world."
"She just practically blew it up...that's what she did" he tried to contain his already uplifting anger. Just thinking on her made him want to blow up the whole building.
"It does make sense, however" he had to admit, but held his feelings for him "But. . . experience leads to something else. . ."
Suddenly, people where rushing about to a nearby TV shop (one of the few in Durem to be exact), murmuring, whispering about things going on nearby Aekea. Rather, between Barton and Aekea.
Even with his keen ear, there where too many whispers and murmurs to try to check from that distance and with his current thoughts that clouded his mind.
He did manage to get something about a 'G-corp'.
"G-corp. . .?" he murmured himself, wondering what the heck was going on. He advanced to Neyna, not only to try to get a better visual but to get his lunchbox and eat. Something told him he was going to need the extra energy.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 8:22 pm
Luna sat down, tired of standing. "What about G-Corp?" She asked, interested in what he had to say. It was clear, that they would have to destroy Tenshi, even if the new girl didn't want to. Lena sat down too, just listening to everyone bouncin ideas off of one another.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 4:43 am
"G-corp..? What's that then? Some kind of megacorporation, or something?"
She really wasn't familiar with most of the places in Gaia. She'd scanned places with her own personal senses and felt out places with high levels of psychic or magical energy, ie, places of power and places where there were people with power. It's how she found this place, in fact. Still, there was so much she didn't know. She turned to Neyna then, and walked towards the girl with the first genuine smile she'd had since she spoke to them.
"I see confrontations and arguing isn't really something you get involved in, eh? You're an observer..maybe..hm. I hate to be blunt, but what are you exactly..? I don't want to deep-scan you without your permission, and you just have such an oddly familiar feeling. I feel a little drawn to you. Not that way of course. I'm really not into girls."
She grinned and reached out to ruffle the girl's hair. She was obviously teasing, trying to lighten the heavy mood.
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