Then I guess it then comes on to me to be the contrarian and say that it is not acceptable for you to delay in order to re-do all of the work that you are undertaking without pay for all of our enjoyment.
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What can you tell us of the risks of housing your consciousness?"
Hospital drama is never a good thing. I hope that whoever it is is getting better.
"Fascinating." he says. "I suggest waiting until we have cleared the other experiments before dealing with your flesh and opening the portal. While we have three days, no need in starting the clock before we need to." "You said you could describe the remaining experiments and rooms?"
It pauses before answering, "I suspect that the... inconsistency of feeding has been due to the Master's wishes. In creating so many types of creature, he was interested in testing our limits. And ways that we could be controlled. A creature that hungers but does not starve has uses to someone like him." "I am glad that my aura is pleasing to you. It brings such comfort. But I am concerned with you. It seems that you are not so mobile as we are.
Floating along behind and above, it answers, "I am here." Warily it floats in, avoiding being too close to the center or the eyes.
Sorry about the delay. I'm dealing with doggie post-operative care on top of everything else in my life.
There is a buzzing chuckle at that, "Then we leave, feeding on anything that tries to stop us. Revenge is denied us, so being free will have to do."
Something was strange about the situation. "Quizzle, why are all the wards down? Did something happen? Are we free?"
As the fight, it feels the emotions. It reaches out and twists those emotions, turning the gatorpede's rage in on itself.
The wispwraith invisibly swoops down, passing through the gatorpede with a crackle of dark lightning.
The wispwraith fades from sight itself and readies to attack the creature if it approaches.
The mote floats out of the cage and looks over it's surroundings. Quizzle is sustained by magic and not true life, so it's fear is not filling. But it knows what is here in the tower. that knowledge is worth protecting. The shade inside the shell is filled with unlife. It would not provide sustenance, but could be an ally. The wisp would note the shade's reaction to the aura of desecration. The avian was glowing with life as well as with fire. It could make a fine meal, or it could be a tool. It will hunt to feed it's belly and that would leave the soul for the dead. "Quizzle, I will protect you in exchange for aid in getting free of this tower. Acceptible?"
"Iiii am prezZzent." |