Re: The Phenomenal Fracas! (GBS2G6): [Round Two: Witch's Haunt]
01-12-2011, 12:26 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Anomaly.
"You seem awfully sure of yourself."
Eureka turned her attention away from the passengers, whose interest hadn't been marred at all by the period of silence. "And why shouldn't I be? Your only way home is for everyone else to die at some point."
"If I was planning on killing you, then I would have by now. Hell, I almost died saving your life! You see, the thing is, I'm not into killing innocent people at the whim of Presty or whatever it is he calls himse..." Syvex trailed off midsentence, reflecting on Eureka's statement. "Home". The one thing Syvex hadn't considered at all during this battle was its conclusion should he manage to survive. Where would he be sent when all was said and done? Back to the decaying wasteland that was once known to some as "Earth"?
"You said you were on the run from people who wanted you dead? Sounds a lot like my situation back... 'home', if you can even call it that."
"What?" Syvex had never actually spoken up about where he had come from before the battle or anything like that. She had mostly assumed "big shadow serpent snake eyeless teeth thing oh no", end of story.
"I guess I should start from the beginning. Although..." Syvex lifted an arm to indicate the commuters intently watching them from a scant few feet away. "Maybe we should find somewhere less public to have this conversation. Could cause a panic."
"A panic? What did you do before the battle?"
"I'll tell you everything as soon as we're away from all these people. Let's go."
Syvex crept slowly out of the modicum of shade he had managed to stake out, wincing in pain as the blinding light enveloped him, blinded him enough to even prevent seeing to the other side of the observation car. He could feel nearly every drop of shadow being squeezed out of him by the onslaught of sunlight. Nevertheless, he continued on his way unperturbed, ignoring the whispers of the passengers as he passed them. One "glance" in their direction was enough to quiet them fairly handily. The two passed into the next car, which, though lit, was much more bearable than full-on natural light. They soon passed through a lounge, getting several more strange looks from the various high-class commuters, who had not exactly expected to run into an eyeless, twelve-foot shadow snake during their vacation.
Soon enough, Syvex led her back to the caboose in which she had been jumping around like an idiot just minutes before. Eureka rubbed her head briefly, remembering the rather painful injury she had sustained from her own stupidity. "What exactly did you want to tell m-" Eureka stopped midsentence as she noticed Syvex rear up, then subsequently smash a light fixture with his fist. He proceeded to do the same for the rest of the lights in the room, leaving the room lit only by the small, high-up windows. Tolerable enough.
"Anyway... if I were to win the battle, there's no happy-shadow-snake-planet for me to go back to. I was... created in a laboratory, engineered as a bioweapon to fight in a war that I didn't really even understand. Just blindly followed orders, orders given by that damned doctor... Hikaru." Syvex took on an expression of disgust briefly. "And yes, I killed people. Innocent people, all because of my 'orders'. At first I didn't even know any better than this. Soon I began to regret it, so I started disobeying my 'superiors', as they would have liked to be called. And that was enough for them. Chopped off my arms, broke out the floodlights, and dragged me back into stasis for... I don't know how long. I managed to escape when I awoke, but I was almost immediately followed by armed soldiers. They would've thrown me back into stasis, or even killed me, had I not been brought here."
"I... had no idea. What exactly do you plan to do if we do make it to the final round? We can't kill that Prestidigiwhatever; you know what he can do."
"I don't know. I would say we have to at least try, but you're right. We don't stand a chance. The point I'm trying to make is, I'm not going to kill you. I'm not going to kill anyone who doesn't have it coming. Like Sandman. If Ripper decides to turn on me when Sandman is dead, he'll regret it. I don't want to kill, but I'll do it if I have to."
"...You know, I shouldn't believe you, but I do. Look, just... watch yourself."
"Don't worry about me. Just try not to get yourself killed, Eureka."
"You seem awfully sure of yourself."
Eureka turned her attention away from the passengers, whose interest hadn't been marred at all by the period of silence. "And why shouldn't I be? Your only way home is for everyone else to die at some point."
"If I was planning on killing you, then I would have by now. Hell, I almost died saving your life! You see, the thing is, I'm not into killing innocent people at the whim of Presty or whatever it is he calls himse..." Syvex trailed off midsentence, reflecting on Eureka's statement. "Home". The one thing Syvex hadn't considered at all during this battle was its conclusion should he manage to survive. Where would he be sent when all was said and done? Back to the decaying wasteland that was once known to some as "Earth"?
"You said you were on the run from people who wanted you dead? Sounds a lot like my situation back... 'home', if you can even call it that."
"What?" Syvex had never actually spoken up about where he had come from before the battle or anything like that. She had mostly assumed "big shadow serpent snake eyeless teeth thing oh no", end of story.
"I guess I should start from the beginning. Although..." Syvex lifted an arm to indicate the commuters intently watching them from a scant few feet away. "Maybe we should find somewhere less public to have this conversation. Could cause a panic."
"A panic? What did you do before the battle?"
"I'll tell you everything as soon as we're away from all these people. Let's go."
Syvex crept slowly out of the modicum of shade he had managed to stake out, wincing in pain as the blinding light enveloped him, blinded him enough to even prevent seeing to the other side of the observation car. He could feel nearly every drop of shadow being squeezed out of him by the onslaught of sunlight. Nevertheless, he continued on his way unperturbed, ignoring the whispers of the passengers as he passed them. One "glance" in their direction was enough to quiet them fairly handily. The two passed into the next car, which, though lit, was much more bearable than full-on natural light. They soon passed through a lounge, getting several more strange looks from the various high-class commuters, who had not exactly expected to run into an eyeless, twelve-foot shadow snake during their vacation.
Soon enough, Syvex led her back to the caboose in which she had been jumping around like an idiot just minutes before. Eureka rubbed her head briefly, remembering the rather painful injury she had sustained from her own stupidity. "What exactly did you want to tell m-" Eureka stopped midsentence as she noticed Syvex rear up, then subsequently smash a light fixture with his fist. He proceeded to do the same for the rest of the lights in the room, leaving the room lit only by the small, high-up windows. Tolerable enough.
"Anyway... if I were to win the battle, there's no happy-shadow-snake-planet for me to go back to. I was... created in a laboratory, engineered as a bioweapon to fight in a war that I didn't really even understand. Just blindly followed orders, orders given by that damned doctor... Hikaru." Syvex took on an expression of disgust briefly. "And yes, I killed people. Innocent people, all because of my 'orders'. At first I didn't even know any better than this. Soon I began to regret it, so I started disobeying my 'superiors', as they would have liked to be called. And that was enough for them. Chopped off my arms, broke out the floodlights, and dragged me back into stasis for... I don't know how long. I managed to escape when I awoke, but I was almost immediately followed by armed soldiers. They would've thrown me back into stasis, or even killed me, had I not been brought here."
"I... had no idea. What exactly do you plan to do if we do make it to the final round? We can't kill that Prestidigiwhatever; you know what he can do."
"I don't know. I would say we have to at least try, but you're right. We don't stand a chance. The point I'm trying to make is, I'm not going to kill you. I'm not going to kill anyone who doesn't have it coming. Like Sandman. If Ripper decides to turn on me when Sandman is dead, he'll regret it. I don't want to kill, but I'll do it if I have to."
"...You know, I shouldn't believe you, but I do. Look, just... watch yourself."
"Don't worry about me. Just try not to get yourself killed, Eureka."