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The Least Common Denominator XCII.III Gay-Lussac's Law
Right. No time for ruminating about my own simmering anger at every little thing in the world right now. Think about this situation properly.We're being chased by a literal walking embodiment of entropy. It's a bit of a hyperbolic description, but it works either when considering that each step Kelvin took sapped all life in her immediate vicinity. I'm guessing that the main lobby's frozen solid, and my weapons along with it. With Arya's power effectively useless, it falls to me to try and force our way out of this mess.But that's after we get Anne and Isaac back with us.*CCCRRRACCKLKLLEE!!*The crackling sound of creeping frost sent chills down my spine as the air around us dropped another degree in Celsius. Probably. Skin wasn't an effective gauge of accurate temperature measurement. Some of my open wounds had alre
The Least Common Denominator XCII.IV Gay-Lussac's Law
"Okay, work with me here...."Ignoring the suspiciously blood-like vignetting in my vision, I raised Kelvin's dress to have better access to her body. I didn't know what I expected, but the slight shock I felt as I saw toned abs on a girl that's probably no older than thirteen was not one of them."L-Lady-""Stop talking."Forcing the blush of embarrassment out of my face, my eyes zeroed in on the main task at hand. The stab wound was approximately about the same diameter as a thick pentel pen. It was bleeding profusely, and I'm pretty sure that this was an end-to-end stab wound that had an exit wound somewhere on her back.Peachy...With a deep breath, I slid my hand under her back to feel for the exit wound. Not that it'll make a difference, but knowing where i
The Least Common Denominator XCII.V Gay-Lussac's Law
Social media poisoned the well when it came to the natural urge to compare oneself to others. Being a doctor, my peers were naturally talented, especially when compared to poor old me. Fuck. I think I was probably the only one that didn't even bother with a specialty and just went straight to work as a general practitioner. I didn't have the time and patience for another couple of years of study, and I wanted out of my parents' house as soon as possible. I was good enough to be a floater, but I didn't know much in terms of the hyper-specialized stuff.And now it's biting me in the ass so hard that a part of me kind of wanted to just disappear."U-urgh... AHK!"Before me, Kelvin was writhing in pain from something that I can't see. I didn't know how or why it could even happen seeing as I've sealed up her wounds as best as I can manage, and there wa
The Least Common Denominator XCIII.I Parity
Loss is something that I was supposed to be deeply intimate with. The loss of innocence. The loss of dreams. I think I've lost a lot of things that make life look better for most people. Happiness was probably one of them? But it's probably more on the fact that I've gained a deeper understanding of how the world really worked that forced me to shed my naive belief that I can do anything if I really wanted to. There were just some things that's impossible to do with a single lifetime depending on the circumstances of one's birth. I didn't become a millionaire, I never managed to get laid, and I certainly didn't think I'd ever live a quiet life with no worries. Meanwhile, my more fortunate peers all look like they have their life sorted out for them already.Direction... Purpose... An actual goal to strive for...I had none of these things.And thus
The Least Common Denominator XCIII.II Parity
The stillness of my room made for an adequate backdrop as I began to get my bearings back in order. Beyond my aching head and the nagging feeling of guilt and emptiness, I felt relatively decent. Not unlike myself back in the old world. Still, the sense of unease and the tension that surrounded the room was suffocating. And that's with only myself occupying the damn place."Huh..."I sighed, placing a hand on my throat as I massaged it. Talking was painful, and I'm pretty sure that I'll be doing a lot of talking as soon as Livia comes back with my protege. Whatever Lace did to me was solid. Probably better than I'll ever do if she was put in the same situation. Oh... There's that guilt again.*knock knock*The rapping of knuckles on the wooden door alerted me of someone's presence. It's probably the two women on the oth
The Least Common Denominator Interlude XXXVIII: Descartes III
Descartes can only describe the sight she just saw as horrifying.The maid knew that Madame Crimson was a bit touched in the head. Brilliance can sometimes be a detriment to a person's sanity, after all. And it was only a matter of time before said brilliance would run amok and ruin a person's mind permanently. She'd heard stories of it already happening with her Madame from the others, but she never expected a breakdown to be this... visceral..."Leave us."Descartes blinked as Madame Olivia finally spoke. The elder sister was crying deep into the taller woman's shoulders, the gut-wrenching sound of guilt and regret palpable even as the cries of the broken woman echoed louder than the APC's engine.No words were needed. With a curt nod, the small crowd that gathered dispersed out of the wooden door. Madame Lace was the
The Least Common Denominator XCIV.I Fractals
OLIVIA⬛⬛⬛Olivia knew that what she was doing was correct.At a time where the brightest beacon in her life was essentially snuffed out, Olivia knew that she had to pick up the torch and carry on in its former bearer's stead. Her unwavering belief in her own decisions was what she needed to push herself forward now that Sister was essentially... useless... No! She wasn't useless! Sister was still the most brilliant mind in the entire world. There's nobody that can even approach the genius that was Crimson. Yes...A standard-bearer... That was what Olivia knew she had to become now that Sister had thrust the reigns to her admittedly incapable hands. She knew that Sister only saw the good in her, and that the faith She had with her was truly founded on her own abilities. However..."Am I real
The Least Common Denominator XCIV.II Fractals
OLIVIA⬛⬛⬛In the darkest of night, the throne room shone with a faint glow as the glass ceiling let the moonlight filter through it. With each step, Olivia felt her confidence waver even as the sound of her Sister's wheelchair creaking behind her gave her some semblance of reassurance. Anne's silent wave of resolve emanated behind her as the massive gilded chair before them sparkled with a pretentious light. In the middle of the throne room, an earthen table stood resolute with the current members of their group occupying its equally earthen seats.Now or never, "Is everybody here?"A terse silence was the only thing that returned to her. Approaching the table, the twins were seated the closest to the throne. Ruby and Phillipe seemed to occupy their own corner of the table, while Isaac and Bennie seemed to be gathering
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