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melodiesoflife2016-09-03 08:52 pm
umslay) wrote in melodiesoflife2016-09-03 08:52 pm
He gave up.
WHO: Ales Mansay and anyone
WHAT: Ales is upset after the Heroes' decision to spare Palitutu, but as she's in a coma and not everyone wanted to let her live, he's not as upset as he could have been. However, his only other friend, Ellie, is in crystal stasis. Time to get serious and work on his killer robot.
WHEN: September 1st, then anytime in September
WHERE: The Hospital and just outside the Aqures Ixen walls.
A. September 1st, Aqures Ixen Hospital
They had been doing so well.
A sense of camaraderie with the other Heroes had returned to Ales as they fought against Ultima WEAPON and Palitutu herself. He trusted them not to be pansies and to kill her, to rid of this world of an agent of chaos. They were better than the heroes of the Glade of Dreams. Yet a few members of the team betrayed that shaky trust. They were willing to let a killer live. Sure, Ales had killed people, but they deserved it and were in the way of his vision for a safe Glade. He didn't murder innocent civilians for his quest to destroy the world. He wasn't stupid.
Despite the overwhelming majority to kill her, those voices were enough for a failure to reconnect. They couldn't deal with Narasimha, and they had to compromise and leave her barely alive.
He was wrong. He was wrong to trust them in the first place. He couldn't depend on the others. From now on, he could only trust himself...and Ellie. Who had turned into a crystal statue.
An unfamiliar pang hit his heart at the news. She was more than a comrade; he trusted her like he trusted no other Hero. She promised to take him to her world once they were free, a place where he wouldn't be hated. They were going to let whatever fate befell onto Crystallis and leave. And without her connection to her world, Ales was trapped between staying here or waiting until the technology to find a new world was rediscovered. Crystallis was dying. He had no choice but to save it.
The Teensie quietly walked down the hallways of the hospital with his hands in his pockets and the brim of his hat covering his eyes. To anyone about the height of a human, he could have been invisible. That's was he preferred; after his faith in the world and the intelligence of humanity was broken, he had little to depend on. Just stupidity.
He stopped in front of the gated room where the statues were kept, staring at one of a cloaked woman. She looked so peaceful, yet her eyes were focused to a point above her. Ellie always had lofty goals. That's what he admired about her. All that was left was her legacy and a secret fortress that only he knew of. He had to protect it.
B. Rest of September, Outside Aqures Ixen
Unsurprisingly, machines were a surefire way to distract Ales from his worried. Giant killer mechas? Even more so.
Anyone leaving Aqures Ixen had difficulty ignoring the giant robot with a hammer for a fist standing just outside the walls. Still as a statue, with only a small blue and black dot crawling over its frame to hint to its true nature.
He was going to do it alone. He was going to fly over the Downopolic, shoot Narasimha, and kill anything that threatened the safely of the universe. He was going to do what so many had failed. He was going to fix everything.
He was going to slip and fall. The Teensie lost his grip and plummeted to the ground.
WHAT: Ales is upset after the Heroes' decision to spare Palitutu, but as she's in a coma and not everyone wanted to let her live, he's not as upset as he could have been. However, his only other friend, Ellie, is in crystal stasis. Time to get serious and work on his killer robot.
WHEN: September 1st, then anytime in September
WHERE: The Hospital and just outside the Aqures Ixen walls.
A. September 1st, Aqures Ixen Hospital
They had been doing so well.
A sense of camaraderie with the other Heroes had returned to Ales as they fought against Ultima WEAPON and Palitutu herself. He trusted them not to be pansies and to kill her, to rid of this world of an agent of chaos. They were better than the heroes of the Glade of Dreams. Yet a few members of the team betrayed that shaky trust. They were willing to let a killer live. Sure, Ales had killed people, but they deserved it and were in the way of his vision for a safe Glade. He didn't murder innocent civilians for his quest to destroy the world. He wasn't stupid.
Despite the overwhelming majority to kill her, those voices were enough for a failure to reconnect. They couldn't deal with Narasimha, and they had to compromise and leave her barely alive.
He was wrong. He was wrong to trust them in the first place. He couldn't depend on the others. From now on, he could only trust himself...and Ellie. Who had turned into a crystal statue.
An unfamiliar pang hit his heart at the news. She was more than a comrade; he trusted her like he trusted no other Hero. She promised to take him to her world once they were free, a place where he wouldn't be hated. They were going to let whatever fate befell onto Crystallis and leave. And without her connection to her world, Ales was trapped between staying here or waiting until the technology to find a new world was rediscovered. Crystallis was dying. He had no choice but to save it.
The Teensie quietly walked down the hallways of the hospital with his hands in his pockets and the brim of his hat covering his eyes. To anyone about the height of a human, he could have been invisible. That's was he preferred; after his faith in the world and the intelligence of humanity was broken, he had little to depend on. Just stupidity.
He stopped in front of the gated room where the statues were kept, staring at one of a cloaked woman. She looked so peaceful, yet her eyes were focused to a point above her. Ellie always had lofty goals. That's what he admired about her. All that was left was her legacy and a secret fortress that only he knew of. He had to protect it.
B. Rest of September, Outside Aqures Ixen
Unsurprisingly, machines were a surefire way to distract Ales from his worried. Giant killer mechas? Even more so.
Anyone leaving Aqures Ixen had difficulty ignoring the giant robot with a hammer for a fist standing just outside the walls. Still as a statue, with only a small blue and black dot crawling over its frame to hint to its true nature.
He was going to do it alone. He was going to fly over the Downopolic, shoot Narasimha, and kill anything that threatened the safely of the universe. He was going to do what so many had failed. He was going to fix everything.
He was going to slip and fall. The Teensie lost his grip and plummeted to the ground.
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He folded his arms, daring Twilight to deny that coming from her perspective, talking out a solution was a typical way to solve problems.
"It's as Palitutu said. We need to make sacrifices. If we don't fight the Calamity and Garland, we'll let the world die. If we were afraid to die or get our hands dirty, countless bystanders will die, and it will be all out fault. It's our own indecision that's setting us back. What we need is conviction, not sitting back and hoping things will work out."
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Those were stuffed into his jacket pocket.
"No, because I'm not a lazy idiot. I go off and try something else. Why, are you saying you would give up and resort to only hoping that someone else solves the problem? Is that what you do? Wait for some designated 'hero' to fix things while you sit back and not take responsibility?"
Just. Like. Polokus.
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She pointed an accusatory hoof at Ales.
"There's a difference between taking action and making sure you're doing the right thing. And sometimes, stopping and thinking about what you're doing is the right thing."
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The two will never see eye-to-eye again. Their philosophies, backgrounds to dissimilar. One who came form a position of privilege, but tried to use her powers to the best of her abilities. The other came from a disgraced birth and only saw weakness and irresponsibility in the "god" that supposedly protected the Glade. The moment Ales read Twilight's letter to Biggs denying that she was in the wrong, all respect for her went out the door. She did research, that was useful, but above all else, he learned that very few Heroes had what it took to protect a world.
"Next time, you should stop and think what effect your words and actions have on others," he spoke in a strained, quiet voice as he tried not to explode at her. Polokus didn't listen to common sense, neither should Twilight. "If you want to write another condescending letter, go right ahead. Not my fault if you upset more people or kill their family."
With that, he turned away from the hospital ward. Looking at Ellie for a few minutes wasn't worth standing next to the Hero that put the final straw on his back. His mind blocked out any sound, only focused on his inner thoughts: plans on how to do something himself instead of relying on others. He may be a hypocrite when it came to declaring who was in the moral right, but if he told Twilight that they had to take more action, he wasn't going to go back on his word and sit back.
Ales was going to save this world. The Glade was still ruled by the lazy Polokus and remained poorly guarded, but the Teensie would not fail here. He learned his lesson.