07-07-2017, 01:21 AM
Dominator’s armour melted away, leaving her towering over him merely because she was very tall, rather than because she was very tall and covered in thick metal plating. One eyebrow raised archly at the boy’s request, and she sat down heavily on the body of the downed Heartless, crossing one leg over the over and regarding him for a few long moments.
“You mean, you can’t do this?”
Raising her hand, Dominator concentrated, and the rainbow light of Omnilium began to slowly coalesce. There was an obvious look of concentration on her features, brow furrowed as she called up that power from within herself. Ordinarily, she might have finished off the creature she was sitting on by reversing this process, but, right now, its corpse made a perfectly acceptable seat, so why bother changing it into something else?
The shimmering energy flickered and danced in her palm, until it was about the size of a basketball, held there mesmerising in the intensity of its glow. It took several minutes of concentration and focus, but when she was finally done, there was a ‘pop’ noise and the orb disappeared, replaced in her hand by… a pineapple, cut open and filled with ice and delicious frothy liquid, a small umbrella, and a straw, which she sipped at for a further moment, holding up a finger to forestall any questions until she was done.
After enjoying her sugary treat for a second, she then met Repliku’s eye.
“I might be able to help you.” She said, “But, the question is, why should I?”
Hopping down from the corpse, Dominator began to circle the boy, gesturing with her drink as she spoke.
“It doesn’t seem like you have much to offer me. You’re a clone created by a total nobody? Why should that impress me? Clone troopers are so last season, it’s all about the killer robots now.”
She stopped in front of him again, shrugging her shoulders and sloshing the liquid in the pineapple carelessly onto the floor.
“Besides.” She said, “If you can’t use it, that means you’re not really a person at all, just a copy of a clone of someone else. Does not look good on your resume.”
“You mean, you can’t do this?”
Raising her hand, Dominator concentrated, and the rainbow light of Omnilium began to slowly coalesce. There was an obvious look of concentration on her features, brow furrowed as she called up that power from within herself. Ordinarily, she might have finished off the creature she was sitting on by reversing this process, but, right now, its corpse made a perfectly acceptable seat, so why bother changing it into something else?
The shimmering energy flickered and danced in her palm, until it was about the size of a basketball, held there mesmerising in the intensity of its glow. It took several minutes of concentration and focus, but when she was finally done, there was a ‘pop’ noise and the orb disappeared, replaced in her hand by… a pineapple, cut open and filled with ice and delicious frothy liquid, a small umbrella, and a straw, which she sipped at for a further moment, holding up a finger to forestall any questions until she was done.
After enjoying her sugary treat for a second, she then met Repliku’s eye.
“I might be able to help you.” She said, “But, the question is, why should I?”
Hopping down from the corpse, Dominator began to circle the boy, gesturing with her drink as she spoke.
“It doesn’t seem like you have much to offer me. You’re a clone created by a total nobody? Why should that impress me? Clone troopers are so last season, it’s all about the killer robots now.”
She stopped in front of him again, shrugging her shoulders and sloshing the liquid in the pineapple carelessly onto the floor.
“Besides.” She said, “If you can’t use it, that means you’re not really a person at all, just a copy of a clone of someone else. Does not look good on your resume.”
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