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[ 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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...Huh.
[ Nero lets out a little bweep. ] It's not one Garlemald found - and in the tomestones Garlond's gotten me to decrypt, either. What was your Theta like?

Huh. It was still in development, I think… [as far as he remembers, anyhow.] Young! Inquisitive. A little puzzled by people. I thought it was nice.

Perhaps it wasn't finished before Allag fell. There's got to be prototypes around. [ He slightly tilts his head. ] Then again, why would an automation be made acting young? That's quite a waste - if they were born adult, they'd be able to develop quicker.

[ These are questions he ponders a lot. ]

Hm, probably. It wouldn't be as though they'd expected to stop building. [this feels a little familiar… probably nothing, though. He relaxes a little more, instead.] I expect to see how it turned out by developing that way.

Dalamud was crafted - why would they stop there? Being able to harness the very power of one of the First Brood would grow Allag forever. [ i mean if xande hadnt snapped but neither of them know that ] That's a fair point - but, again. If it was a Weapon, you wouldn't entrust your life to a child. Ultima-- Ultima was said to be refined. Beautiful. Not as quiet as the one who I helped restore.

Indeed. It should have brought about great works…

I suppose… But in time, it would be something great. [he makes a small sound, nodding.] Ultima- was a lot more thoughtful, I though. I didn't see them recently, though… You helped work on them, too?

[ ...huh. Why does Nero feel a bit of pride from what G'raha said? It must be nothing. ] That I did. Gaius and I - and that damned man in black - we found the Heart of Sabik. [ in other words - as g'raha would know - the core which all these weapon have. But that sort of core only solidifies after a death - they are liquid before it, flowing though them. Not that Nero knows this. ] I installed it, and made sure that my dear Ultima was ready for battle. They only got to show off their skills twice, mind you - before the Warriors of Light ended that little game.

Man in black? [But- that gets swiftly passed over for the information about eh Heart. G'raha's ears drop flat, and he curls his tail around himself. Ultima- that interesting, thoughtful presence- gone. Like that.] Haaaah… but if things were like that- maybe they would have been happier.

...I wouldn't know.

[ Nero? Admitting he doesn't know something? He's gotten quite thoughtful. ]

What happens when a Spoken - or something with a mind - dies? I don't know. I know Ultima should have spoken, but-- something happened.

[G'raha curls up a little, shifting to touch against Nero.]

Spoken… they're just gone. Ultima… Even with the Heart installed like that, they were probably already… absent.

...Ultima was alive like that, [ Nero mutters. ] If your Theta Weapon is still alive, then it'd probably be like that as well. Even Omega was said to have died.

[he curls up harder at that, making a sad sound.] That's not really life, though, is it? …mm. That was… a great loss. [omega was huge and a little intimidating but knew a lot? something to aspire to!]

...Automations aren't alive.

[ ..........nero. nero plz. ]

Well, relatively speaking. Or- how would you describe us?

...Falsities who're convenient, I suppose? Nothing like true creation - we could be melted down whenever it's decided we're no more use.

[ A beat. ]

Weapons don't have any rights.

[G'raha makes a distressed sound, tail flicking out, and presses against Nero.]

That's not- well I know people do think I'm strange but that's not right, however you want to cut it. Not- after everything that's been put into us.

[ Don't mind the perplexed look Nero is giving him. ] What are you...? [ what is he doing. ]

If Ultima could be revived - even as a shell - death is just another thing to conquer. To make all people replaceable.

Eh- me? What? [he's distressed, isn't this what people do.

He makes another sound, though.]

They wouldn't- ever be the same, though.

You keep pressing against me. wow... [ nero isnt acting like a person at all.

he must be tired. ]

...Lord Amon wished to conquer death, but it's the oddest thing - can't remember how it turned out. Or anything.

I'm… it feels nice. Do you want me to stop?

[he doesn't really want to, but. he will.]

Hm… He did see Emperor Xande return… That was going well, but then- those quakes came.

...It does feel nice.

[ In other words, you can remain, Nero softly relaxing into it. ]

Yes - the quakes and an end of an Era. But-- you're saying that it's the same Emperor Xande?

Glad to hear it.

[he rumbles a little, happy.]

Hm… Well, maybe? He had a lot of the same mannerisms… I don't think someone Amon had made would be quite like that.

...And yet, when Ultima rose-- they weren't back. Something isn't adding up, G'raha.

[ And Nero is getting frustrated. ]

We need answers, don't we. And they're in that damned tower.

… Admittedly… I think that would have had something to do with their heart. All the same- I'm sure the Tower must contain more information. [he reaches out for Nero's shoulder.] We'll get in. I promise.

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