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It's worked so far. I've been trying to achieve self-fission.
*Frowns*
That sounds dangerous. What does it mean?
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It's worked so far. I've been trying to achieve self-fission.
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*Frowns*
That sounds dangerous. What does it mean?
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It's the process that Mother uses at times.
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Are you okay? You aren't hurt, are you?
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Mm. Some slight physical issues, but otherwise fine.
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What's wrong?
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My muscles take too long to respond. There's some looseness that's problematic as well.
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Anything I could do to help? Maybe I could give you a massage?
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I don't think so. I need to figure out why it happened though. It doesn't have a logical reason.
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Maybe it'll go away with rest.
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Mm. Perhaps.
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Did you learn anything?
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I did. I need more tests before I can say anything conclusive, though.
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Anything about... you know.
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Hmm?
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*Looks down at the protruding blades*
What is—
*Swings my arm around and cracks it against the base of your helmet, inducing an explosion of holy energy on contact*
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*Tears the blades out through either side of you on impact, being hurled away through the air*
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*Launches after you with red light pouring from my hands, while golden ichor drips down my sides*
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On fixing... the things that are wrong?
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*Another vortex of black fire and wind strikes down suddenly between us, and more are quickly dotting the landscape as far as the eye can see. A blue shimmer gleams through it before a triplet of wide blue beams stacked vertically fire from my eyes cleaving through anything in their path where you stand*