( Aventurine doesn’t flinch with the force of Godzilla’s rage, he’s simply trying to figure out the best way for him and Ratio to get out of here rather than deal with an unreasonably enraged kaiju. When he opens his mouth to respond he’s suddenly overcome with pain right behind his eyes, the voice running through his head secondary to the sudden onslaught of fear that strikes through him. They can control him, and as much as he’s now curled in over himself where he’s kneeling on the floor, a hand at his head, the other blindly searches for Ratio’s hand through the pain.
So it’s come to this, has it? It was too good to be true, he knew it, and even through the blinding headache he can’t help but laugh – a hollow, empty thing.
Of course. Of course. He really can’t ever escape can he, no matter how far high up the IPC ladder he gets, no matter if he’s ended up on another world. Fuck.
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So it’s come to this, has it? It was too good to be true, he knew it, and even through the blinding headache he can’t help but laugh – a hollow, empty thing.
Of course. Of course. He really can’t ever escape can he, no matter how far high up the IPC ladder he gets, no matter if he’s ended up on another world. Fuck.
And then, louder: )
Fuck!