Charmera wrote:---
The black creator of worlds glared at the feminine figure in front of her, burning eyes betraying nothing short of disgust towards the creature that had appeared before her. Even though it was very diluted, it was impossible for her not to recognize the antinatural presence that the purple slime woman seemed to exude, something that was like a foul stench to one such as Hadrimmelis, who was a servant of the universe, born from a primordial force of nature. What angered her, however, was not only this stench, but the things it was associated with, for it belonged to one of the creatures that she had gon to war with millions of years ago, the creature whose strength had been enough to fell many of her brothers during their youth. She was far older now than she had been back then, and far stronger as well, but those memories were always present in her mind, especially so now that her true self had been awakened, her mind recalling entire aeons and countless secrets that she did not know about while she slept.
"All-Mother, Manifest, Thomsen, and all heroes of Earth and other worlds, the Builder fleet has been annihilated and my people are safe, there is no reason for you to remain here any longer. Leave, head to wherever it is that you need to go next, and I will join you as soon as possible in order to finish this war and eradicate the Builder threat for good. Go, for it is my duty to deal with this alone." Hadrimmelis spoke into the minds of those aboard the Infinite Venture, as well as the minds of the All-Mother and her Valkyries, and those of anyone else who was currently an ally of hers.
With her commands given, the World-Dragon turned her attention towards the slime creature. "And what would that message be?" She growled.
Tomia wrote:---
Kirisvala frowned at Mars' words at first, hearing how he was underestimating her intelligence. She did understand what he had said! She understood perfectly what a chemical, and a gang, and a prison were, she knew that the words South America were used together in order to refer to a landmass on the southern hemisphere of the planet she was on right now, and she knew that the meaning of the word maim was "to deprive of the use of some part of the body". She knew all of that! What she did not know was how humans used certain words in different contexts to refer to completely different things, what she did not know were the names and the stories of the people they were after, and she did not see how that was so bad. It was hardly her fault that humans sometimes used words in a manner so different from their usual agreed-upon meaning, which was the meaning that she was familiar with thanks to her linguistic assimilation. And with her being so new to Earth, was it not to be expected that she would not know about any famous (or rather, infamous) figures from that planet?
But as she felt Mars place his hand on her shoulder, and heard him speak words of encouragement to her, she could not be mad at him, and what anger had found its way into her mind quickly evaporated, the scowl on her features softening quickly as she nodded at him, looking down for a moment. He really was a good person, the Hadrian magician thought, and at that moment she even felt a bit embarrassed for having grown mad at him; he was only trying to do his job well, and she figured that he didn't really know enough about her or her people to know that she could understand him just fine, the same way she knew too little about humans to know who were the most prominent ones or what they were supposed to be like. And in the end, he was just trying to comfort her, something that she appreciated and which made her look up and flash a smile at him.
"...Thanks, Mars."