07-17-2017, 11:03 PM
Finally! The behemoth of a monster collapsed, flickering and fading as it disappated into dust. But as much as she wanted to mutilate the robotic corpse even further, it had long since gone the way of the wind. Now that there was nothing to fight, the only thing she could do was rest and think.
She stared at the castle out in the distance, not worried about the dead-looking landscape. In fact, the absurd color scheme that surrounded the group actually reminded her of her own dreams. If it weren't for the fact that this realm was harming whatever came into contact with it, she might've called it home. Sadly, that wasn't the case. Defeating whatever was the cause of this was top priority.
Spurned on by anger and grief, she started making her way towards the structure. Of course, she didn't get very far when Samus convinced her to stay for a little bit. It was at that moment when Madotsuki noticed the bounty hunter, curled up in a self-comforting gesture that the Night Terror knew all too well. It was odd, seeing the powerful suit taking such a human position, but then she remembered that a person was working underneath it. They were all people, she realized as she turned to look at her other friends (well, except Okor, but he had to have been human at some point).
And people had limits. And as all the anger was given a chance to filter out, deep down, the dreamer knew she had reached her's as well.
Returning to where the posthumous body of Centaur Man had been barely a few minutes ago, she picked up one of the medkits it had left behind. She made her way back to the woman, popping open the case and sifting through its contents. She settled down next to her, attempting to apply the healing salve to her friend. She said nothing.
She knew nothing she said could make things better.
She stared at the castle out in the distance, not worried about the dead-looking landscape. In fact, the absurd color scheme that surrounded the group actually reminded her of her own dreams. If it weren't for the fact that this realm was harming whatever came into contact with it, she might've called it home. Sadly, that wasn't the case. Defeating whatever was the cause of this was top priority.
Spurned on by anger and grief, she started making her way towards the structure. Of course, she didn't get very far when Samus convinced her to stay for a little bit. It was at that moment when Madotsuki noticed the bounty hunter, curled up in a self-comforting gesture that the Night Terror knew all too well. It was odd, seeing the powerful suit taking such a human position, but then she remembered that a person was working underneath it. They were all people, she realized as she turned to look at her other friends (well, except Okor, but he had to have been human at some point).
And people had limits. And as all the anger was given a chance to filter out, deep down, the dreamer knew she had reached her's as well.
Returning to where the posthumous body of Centaur Man had been barely a few minutes ago, she picked up one of the medkits it had left behind. She made her way back to the woman, popping open the case and sifting through its contents. She settled down next to her, attempting to apply the healing salve to her friend. She said nothing.
She knew nothing she said could make things better.
Quote:Used a Medi-Gel on Samus.
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