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DESCARTES⬛⬛⬛"The maid would do well to sharpen her tongue."Descartes froze behind her Madame's wheelchair. It hadn't even been five minutes since the throne room was emptied of its occupants, leaving her to tend to a Madame Crimsons that seemed to have completely lost her mind. A part of her despaired at the prospect of caring for a deranged madwoman that had far too much knowledge to use for potentially inane or hazardous actions."O-oui, Madame?"The Vaion held her breath as she forced herself to calm down. Madame Love and Olivia just inferred that their poor leader still had some of her wits about her. Surely Madame Crimson simply had a plan that required her to think like an old and decrepit woman. And even then, her Madame clearly had more than enough strength to walk on her own acco
In the outskirts of the Vaion capital, the Emperor Babbage looked out onto the capital city with a pensive expression on his face. Beside him, the defeated Queen of Vaio stood defiantly despite the chains shackling her to submission. It was rather admirable that her fellow royal still had some fight left in her, but at the same time, he could already see the hope starting to drain from the Queen's face the longer they laid siege to her capital."It would seem that we're at an impasse," the Emperor sighed with his arms crossed over his chest. "Your people are putting up a good fight, Lady Aristote.""The people of Vaio will never submit to tyranny, Lord Babbage," the Queen haughtily responded. "This is our home. And we'll be damned if we simply surrender to the people that wish to take it by force."Charlie sighed as he shook his head. During their
LACE⬛⬛⬛As the more emotional of the twin princesses, Lace always thought of herself as the more mature between her and Love. While they promised each other that they will never be away from one another for an extended period of time even before they were first separated, she never thought that they would ever come to blows in terms of ideas and philosophy. They have always been in sync to the point of being able to finish each other's sentences if they wanted to, but these past few days, Lace noticed that her beloved twin was starting to have differing opinions with her when it came to their Leader's state. After all, Crimson had been integral to their entire group's functionality, and even she herself would admit to being distraught at their leader's current... disposition.Still, despite everything that Love and Olivia told her earlier, Lace so
LOVE⬛⬛⬛"This is.... problematic..."The royal Prime blinked at the concerning sight before her. Having volunteered to secure the northern gate against Lord Blaze, Love at least expected a nightmare to greet her with soldiers dropping like flies to their opponent's overwhelming might. However, what was currently before her was anything but."Lady Cosmic?"Love partly opened her mouth in shock as Lady Frost casually swung her knife around like the child she always looked like. Wearing what was essentially her formal robes as a Prime, the young Prime looked like she was dancing to her own tune as she systematically cut down friend and foe in her path. The icicles hovering above her never seemed to thaw in the midday sun even as they emitted minute shards of ice towards anything that moved; in
LOVE⬛⬛⬛The world around them seemed to darken as a thick fog isolated them from the rest of the courtyard. Distant rumbles reverberated from underneath the ground as Love shook her body in an effort to loosen her muscles. The cold was numbing, but it will never compare to the sheer cold she once experienced back when she once faced that monster from the mountains. There will be shivering and her mind might stall every once in a while, but t won't be enough to stop her completely."Lady Cosmic-"Blinking away the crust forming around her eyes, she channeled her Essence into her hands, the lack of a focus made it highly inefficient and painful, but it was all that she needed as her fingers regained some of their former mobility.*FOOMP!*With a deep thump, the li
Ahh, memories... The air seemed to grow colder the closer we got to the armory somehow despite the relatively comfortable temperature from earlier.. Still, maybe that's my shitty body trying to adapt to the sudden increase in exertion that I was putting it up with. In a weird way, I'm feeling my true age as I struggled to not shiver at the chills running across my spine. Kind of like how I used to curl up into my sheets whenever December rolled around despite my own body being capable of shrugging off the cold better than most girls. Heh... Damn... now I'm starting to miss that strange nostalgic air that Christmas lights scattered across the city gave off. In a sense, I really was still a fucking city girl despite having lived practically longer here than back in the old world. Well, if all of this was over, maybe I can start trying to make this world shine just as bright as the old one. Without all the stress and pollution and the c
The heat of the armory stilled my shivering limbs as Anne pushed us further and deeper into the armory. The sounds of industry pounded in my ears as the fiery glow enveloped all that I could see. Vats of molten metal lined some parts of the walls, forges, and anvils becoming more visibly the closer we got to the main floor. Behind me, the maid took one intrepid step to the next, her nervous tension palpable even to me as we finally reached the general area where most of the work was being done.To my surprise, the Dens that Tesla rescued were all busy creating weapons for our rebellion. From swords to armor to some random sheets of metal that looked like it went nowhere, the commotion and hubbub that were all happening made it all look all professional. In a sense, it actually felt like this entire place was being used to fuel an industrial-level conflict in terms of sheer output. Although...&
There. That should at least come across as condescending and mocking. At the very least, they'll see it as me looking at them like they're kids wasting their time arguing over something ridiculous and stupid.'As if your general state is something they can easily ignore.'Well, I think I'm an insignificant speck in the grand scheme of things. They're the ones overestimating my actual worth in terms of intelligence and tactical acumen.'And once again, you're underselling yourself.'No, I'm not. You all just think I'm better than I actually am.The world stopped making sense as everybody of note just kept looking at me with a dumbfounded look on their faces. Lace and Anne at least looked like they already got what I was saying and just lowered their heads respectively. Ruby constantly stole g