I am still, rest assured, pissed as hell. We all have other places to be. But Mariana is keeping her secrets locked up tight, and I won't be cracking that one anytime soon.
[ He has theories, sure. He has ideas that range from tasteless to fucked up. A handful of dead pirates had been a useful source of external thanergy, to get things cooking, but ultimately if he can't break through on his own might— even nerfed as he is— it'd take something hellish to have any real impact. A dead city. A dead Pthumerian, maybe. ]
With all due respect, that's where you went wrong.
You went after the strongest of them all, and we were all then stuck in the aftermath when she retaliated. There's others. Some might not even draw the Sleepers' collective ire. The Sky Pthumerians, for one. Mother Superior, as much as they disapproved of my little show, nobody would blink an eye if she herself were to die a horrific death. The Half-Pthumerians on the edges of the borders that other Sleepers are looking to expand...
[ It's telling that this makes him feel nothing but exhausted. That he thinks very little of it other than Pyrrha and Augustine would lose their shit, like that's ever stopped him yet. ]
Don't feel too sorry for yourself, we all rank at pitiful. Including me.
We're in the early game, Teacher. Mariana is a final boss. Even Superior is a long way off. I'm willing to wait as long as it takes to reach them and tear them down. Are you?
[ This pause hangs a moment too long, because: I don't entirely give a shit is his kneejerk reaction, his confession. He holds it back. He rubs his temples.
Does he want them wiped out, or just out of his way? Does he want anything except to clear the shadow hanging over his head? How thoroughly does he have to wipe the field clean for that to happen? Will the collateral damage be what it's always been, and how many people will ask him if it's worth it?
But it's easiest to say: ]
Gotta respect the patience. Here's to climbing our way out of Pitiful.
"If only you would ever actually do that," Augustine says, leaning over John's shoulder, whispering in his ear — the kiss he presses to John's cheek is chaste, and innocent, and as cataclysmic as Judas Iscariot's — and then he's gone again.
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I am still, rest assured, pissed as hell. We all have other places to be. But Mariana is keeping her secrets locked up tight, and I won't be cracking that one anytime soon.
[ He has theories, sure. He has ideas that range from tasteless to fucked up. A handful of dead pirates had been a useful source of external thanergy, to get things cooking, but ultimately if he can't break through on his own might— even nerfed as he is— it'd take something hellish to have any real impact. A dead city. A dead Pthumerian, maybe. ]
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You went after the strongest of them all, and we were all then stuck in the aftermath when she retaliated. There's others. Some might not even draw the Sleepers' collective ire. The Sky Pthumerians, for one. Mother Superior, as much as they disapproved of my little show, nobody would blink an eye if she herself were to die a horrific death. The Half-Pthumerians on the edges of the borders that other Sleepers are looking to expand...
Mariana is the endgame. We need to start smaller.
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[ It's telling that this makes him feel nothing but exhausted. That he thinks very little of it other than Pyrrha and Augustine would lose their shit, like that's ever stopped him yet. ]
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Give me a moment.
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I'm going to need a little star in here somewhere. "You are here."
Let me guess, I rank Pitiful.
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We're in the early game, Teacher. Mariana is a final boss. Even Superior is a long way off. I'm willing to wait as long as it takes to reach them and tear them down. Are you?
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Does he want them wiped out, or just out of his way? Does he want anything except to clear the shadow hanging over his head? How thoroughly does he have to wipe the field clean for that to happen? Will the collateral damage be what it's always been, and how many people will ask him if it's worth it?
But it's easiest to say: ]
Gotta respect the patience. Here's to climbing our way out of Pitiful.
well,