ᴘʀɪᴅᴇ ғʟᴀʀᴇ
▼▼▼
"Just behave yourself until Ezra returns...then we'll decide what to do moving forward."
Looking back to J
"Thank you Ryuujou...for your exemplary service and insight...please continue to look after the prisoner until I've spoken with Ezra..."
"...i am eternally grateful, ezra's wife..."
Sniffling and nodding.
"i'll do anything you ask."
"...i am eternally grateful, ezra's wife..."
Sniffling and nodding.
"i'll do anything you ask."
Looking to Maysa
"For one reason or another, my husband decided to let you live."
"For your physical and mental well being, along for my sanity's sake, I beg that you not squander it..."
"...i am eternally grateful, ezra's wife..."
Sniffling and nodding.
"i'll do anything you ask."
She surrenders, arms up and everything.
She surrenders, arms up and everything.
She surrenders, arms up and everything.
She backs away to stand beside him.
She backs away to stand beside him.
"..."
Maysa stands, walking outside.
"..."
Maysa stands, walking outside.
Smiling.
"We can be friends."
Nodding.
"I know we fought, but I was just protecting myself."
Smiling.
"We can be friends."
He nods.
"Do you want to be our friend?"
Thinking.
"i don't want her to yell at me anymore..."
Thinking.
"i don't want her to yell at me anymore..."
He smiles, the best he can.
"Do you want out?"
She holds onto her head, thinking.
"I can't hurt my sister... She's my sister, and she's older than me."
Thinking.
"i don't want her to yell at me anymore..."
She holds onto her head, thinking.
"I can't hurt my sister... She's my sister, and she's older than me."
His face is constantly regenerating, every word spoken ripping it apart.
"Your sister, she's not strong enough to be ordering you around."
She allows the connection telepathically, his visage making her jump.
She holds onto her head, thinking.
"I can't hurt my sister... She's my sister, and she's older than me."
She allows the connection telepathically, his visage making her jump.
She allows the connection telepathically, his visage making her jump.
Other members were passive and nonthreatening.
Delilah is still allied with us, just can't communicate due to the Darkness Field. This also means they have to land on the planet-
Maybelle busts through the door, snatching up the paper.
"Let me see..."
Maysa is very big in this room. The crayons she's using to write her mission report are tiny in her hands.
Other members were passive and nonthreatening.
Delilah is still allied with us, just can't communicate due to the Darkness Field. This also means they have to land on the planet-
Maysa is very big in this room. The crayons she's using to write her mission report are tiny in her hands.
Maysa is very big in this room. The crayons she's using to write her mission report are tiny in her hands.
She turns around, drawing her umbrella.
Poking her in the neck.
"I don't know how you can't grasp that."
Maysa rises to her feet.
She turns around, drawing her umbrella.
Maysa rises to her feet.
Smacking her upside the head.
"You don't think, you fight. It's all you're good for."
"...i'm sorry, i just thought-"
Maysa rises to her feet.
"...i'm sorry, i just thought-"
Another intruder lands on the planet, bypassing all detection once more.
"You slimy, useless wretch."
Maybelle walks towards her younger sister, and shoves her.
"Well?!"
Tears well up in her eyes, and she starts hitting him again. An uppercut, then a jab to the nose.
"...i'm sorry, i just thought-"
Tears well up in her eyes, and she starts hitting him again. An uppercut, then a jab to the nose.
Smiling at her.
"I got nothin' left..."
Lying, of course, but he's stalling.
Tears well up in her eyes, and she starts hitting him again. An uppercut, then a jab to the nose.
"..."
Looking into her eyes. She's afraid.
"..."
Trembling.
"..."
Trembling.
"..."
Looking around, this hasn't happened before.
She pulls him back to the living world, then punches him in the mouth.
"..."
Trembling.
She pulls him back to the living world, then punches him in the mouth.
Maysa is holding her head, coughing.
She pulls him back to the living world, then punches him in the mouth.
Maysa is holding her head, coughing.
Maysa is holding her head, coughing.
Silvor ichor pours from her wound, and she emits a frontal burst of more intense flame.