raised by noble blood

[betterthangarlond]

[ Patrol.

Patrol.

The Sons were still waiting for the Sands, and it was night. Nero had left them - his deep glow had kept them awake before, and he could protect them. Ripping apart Gigas and luring away elementals.

Holding himself tall, Nero had just finished off another Gigas, their blood fresh on one of the floating hands around him. (Why bother fixing his own hands when these could be installed? Garlemald had done this, and Nero enjoyed that Cid had given him new hands.)

But even from the light red glow from his body, Nero could sense more movement. In a moment, he had rushed over--

--and moved to pin the one who'd appeared, eyes narrowed. This wasn't another common monster. ]

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[aneyeonthepast]

[It's been an age since G'raha's actually been out and about in the environment around the Crystal Tower, and he's kind of enjoying it! The aggressive creatures around it, not so much, but the person- person?- taking care of them he appreciates! The glow's nice, being pinned not so much.

He waves a little- tries, at least, tail flicking. (Wouldn't have looked right without one, they'd said, and he'd appreciated the effort!)]

Ah. Hello?

[betterthangarlond]

...Who are you.

[ Nero doesn't seem to be paying attention, that much, as he asks it - looking around. Peering around, is there more? He needs to fight, he needs to protect. Then, Cid will stay this time. ]

[aneyeonthepast]

[G'raha- glances a little, ears swivelling. There's the sound of some more gigas, but- not too close! That's god, he's sure.]

G'raha Tia, at your service! Such as it is. [he's not- really much of a fighter, just got enough to scrape by.] And you are?

[betterthangarlond]

[ There's a deep mechanical growl from his throat, as Nero finally focuses on G'raha.

And pauses. No, he won't answer yet. ]

. . . . . Ally of Rammbroes?

[aneyeonthepast]

[…oh. Interesting! G'raha's ears twitch forwards again, and he focuses on Nero, intrigued.]

I've been helping out- I know something of the history of the Tower! You're to join us?

[betterthangarlond]

I am a Weapon belonging to Cid Garlond - the man who's opening it up for you and the Sons.

[ stiiillll not giving his name. and nero plz, cid keeps telling you you're not a weapon to him! ]

Not that I'm not amused by the attempts they've made to enter so far, mind you.

[aneyeonthepast]

Weapon…? [He makes a little inquisitive sound, trying to lean in a bit to look closer. He vaguely remembers- something? This person- he thinks?- doesn't look a lot like that, but he hadn't been particularly interested- nor a part of that.]

They are missing a good component, I think! But they're trying.

[betterthangarlond]

Right now, the plan is to use aethersand to sand down crystals, to reflect the energy which could end their lives.

[ At least Nero's letting go of G'raha, beginning to seemingly relax - no, no, he's staring rather hard at him - eyes seeming to flicker a little. He's slightly biting his lips, however, as he does so. ]

I think they've been waiting for you, Tia. [ he always forgets what these miqo'te like being called. not important they need to burn if they refuse garlemald-- ] But right now, they'd be... asleep.

[aneyeonthepast]

Clever! Assuming it's the right kind- and it should, your Cid's a clever one, isn't he- it'll work perfectly.

[This is nice! He appreciates being allowed freedom, and he blinks back at Nero, watching him in turn, a little concerned with the look of Nero's chassis. No glow here, though there's still some otherness- Sharlayan wouldn't make an automaton look that indistinguishable.]

Hah- I should apologise, then! [perhaps.] I was taking in the sights. [he nods, not looking very concerned.] Well, no rush then- we can wait for them to wake.

[betterthangarlond]

We got the Warrior of Light - hero of heroes, ender of Ultima Weapon - to get them.

[ ...Why does Nero look sad at mentioning Ultima Weapon? He's still in his full armour, so it seems - but it's still glowing, still lighting the area. At least Nero doesn't seem to be in pain.

But then, he snarls. ]

It's not simply a place to roam. [ Relaxing, he gives a small smile. ] 15 years ago, there was a grand battle here - and some of these savages are still riled up.

[aneyeonthepast]

Oh- [huh.] They're sure to be delivered, then!

[G'raha tilts his head at that, curious. Weapons, huh… And the light is nice! Fairly nice- he worries they'll attract something, more.

He puts a hand up, tail flicking.]

I've realised! It's been an interesting experience. [He gives another nod, frowning.] Hard to miss- they seem to have taken teh shape of the Tower for their own.

[betterthangarlond]

[ Nero grins a little. ] It'll be fun to watch them return - and then we can explore. [ A beat. ] Even if Garlond thinks I shouldn't aid inside the tower. No, it'll make it collapse, or so he claims.

[ Huff huff listen Cid doesn't want Nero to go full powered. ] It's disturbing, isn't it. Power doesn't make them worthy of it. Is that why you came, automation?

[ Yup he noticed. And if this automation has knowledge? Is it another Weapon? ]

[aneyeonthepast]

I should think so! I'd like to see what they all discover in there- the rooms and whatever secret passages they find! [please find some he is Excited] Oh- well we can't have that! It's a nice building.

[sounds fair tbh] It doesn't… Hm? [he blinks, and makes a face.] I wanted to get in. It's… important.

[knowledge is a kind of weapon… sort of…]

[betterthangarlond]

[ While inside the tower, Nero had followed G'raha - the two automations going to the memory rooms. These were crafted for Allagans who had given themselves bioaugmentations, to give themselves the history of the Allagan Empire. It was only a smaller version of the main Empires' one - but the other ones had been destroyed, even before the Fall of Allag. Usually, this kind of room was what RAHA - the Repository of Allagan History Automation - had been hooked into to preserve.

But, really, this was what both of them needed. It would have monitored the Tower. Nero stood behind G'raha as the door opened. There was still a force Nero could sense - a strong one. Not that he was going to rush off and fight it, but... still. ]

...And so you'll get what you want.

[aneyeonthepast]

Hopefully what we both want. [He gives Nero a little smile for a moment before he return his attention to the rooms, stepping inside. He hasn't interfaced quite like this before, but he thinks he remembers how…]

Would you mind looking after me while I interface?

[betterthangarlond]

Hah - think you'll be attacked? [ But Nero is nodding. ] What else do I need to do.

[ He can do this. He can protect him. And later, when Cid and the Warriors of Light come rushing after with Doga and Unei, he can snark at them. ]

[aneyeonthepast]

Well- hopefully not, but I'd like to be sure! Hm. Double-check the interface?

[while he fusses with his own- mm, it's not exact, but it'll do.

They might not appreciate it entirely, but- this'll be nice!]

[betterthangarlond]

[ Nero seems to be gazing between the connections - before he suddenly rushes over, to tinker with the one on the wall. It's... got a bit of crystal in it. ]

...Of course. There were quite a few shakes, weren't there? I'd be surprised if everything was perfectly preserved.

[ ...wait nero is smiling. ]

[aneyeonthepast]

And going underground, and then rising… I'm impressed it's holding up as well as it is!

[He watches, tail waving, smiling a little.]

Found something?

[betterthangarlond]

Perhaps you'll find out, [ Nero mused. ] But even relics from less fascinating eras have crumbled away to nearly nothing - it's disappointing.

Well, this tower isn't. But it should be clean - need somewhere nice to sit? I could summon in--

[ A beat. ]

No, I fear the Red Baron would harm this place.

[aneyeonthepast]

It's very sad. I wish we could have gotten them preserved better…

That would be nice, but- I'll manage! [let him see, if he can just make this connection here…] We can make something for next time! Your Red Baron- a device of your own making?

[betterthangarlond]

I only care for Allagan history - though I do agree.

[ Nero softly is gonna. Be next to G'raha, softly - huh, he can feel the energy. It's... nice. ] It is - my Magitek Reaper, to be exact. I've made sure the seat is comfortable - oh, and the firepower. It's almost a weapon to equal me.

[aneyeonthepast]

Allag certainly left us quite a legacy!

[He remembers the feeling. It's nice, and easy enough to relax into, even as he's still listening.] And so you did build it! And- with that much power? That's very impressive.

[betterthangarlond]

[ RAHA - no, G'raha was wonderful to just remain with, as he watched him get the memories. What he'd be able to get.

Nero wished he could as well, as he softly sighed. ] I used a little of myself, I must admit. [ He says, softly. ] Sometimes, I get a little scared I'll snap and attack, so why not give some of it away?

[aneyeonthepast]

[There's some flickering in his eyes, as he processes the memories.] - That was a resurrection, then…

[he focuses on Nero again- with a little nod.] Hm. That would seem to make sense… Do you think it helped?