Crusader Lord

Re: Zero: The High Council

Aerith Hastings

With Chieko And The Others

Resets: 5

Deaths: 4

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...Aerith felt something inside of her crack, loudly in her ears as if someone had stepped promptly upon a pane of straining glass. Her eyes seemed to go glassy, her face pale, and her movements seemed slower, more methodical...more forced even. She could barely look at Chieko walked off in her seeming huff, barely followed along at a distance as Chieko went along. All along the way, it was like the strength leaving her body mostly as if sapped by some means.

The other seems to go along with her too. She watched as Quill tried to recover, as Chieko tried to "clean up after Aerith's mess" as it would seem. She listened as the Elder Sibling spoke, once more about things, as Quill spoke about the situation and Chieko as well. About her being helpful, about Hiro having the strongest ability, about how they'd all be rounded up for Chieko (and perhaps Hiro's if she had to guess) value to these demihuman rebels. The raw praise given to that girl, that little Japanese girl, that chunni....that idiot she'd risked herself to attempt to save so they could get somewhere safer than this.

Do you like getting in peoples ways? Or were you just trying to selfishly play hero?

She...she was no hero. Aerith herself knew that. A girl from a shitty family, not in the best situation but not in the worst. Just a normal human, a member of the swim team. Someone who since arriving here felt like she was being thrown into a spiral of insanity.

So many deaths, and watching them happen in front of her eyes. 4 times, she'd counted. FOUR TIMES, she watched Hiro and herself and others die, adding one more time she'd been sat down to watch Hiro and Aer get impaled by weapons.

She had tried to organize this group of people, even...even just to share information. She'd stepped up and done her best so far, but Chieko, Yuuki, others just had to stomp on things. They just had to blame her and Hiro before for what had gone wrong, for all the resets, when even they had no idea how deep this rabbit hole had run. NONE OF THEM who had shrugged off listening before. They didn't want to listen until others died in front of them, and for what?

Utter Futility

But...haha, hahahahah! It was just like back home now, wasn't it?

We tried and tried and tried again. Mom and dad kept arguing, sometimes after drinking. Glass shattering, screams, the stains of blood they tried to wash out of the carpet and wave away. One minute angry and yelling at her or the others, and then going to the beach and acting as if it hadn't happened in the past.

Brothers who reveled in tricking people into hurting each other. In hurting her, and her other half-siblings. Getting strangers to get into fights, and pushing mom and dad's buttons to get them to go off sometimes on herself and the other kids. Framing her for stupid shit she'd get obliterated for verbally before being dealt a punishment.

A half-sister who thought touching her at night was ok. Someone who wanted to steal her clothes, made strange comments about "the smell of her hair" and acted like a freak. Yeah, a total freak, one who would blame her for stupid crap she did and claimed to love her deeply at the same time. Someone who attempted to manipulate her to get "time alone".

And the facade. The damned facades in public and around family, to get attention, to look normal, to make people think nothing was wrong. To make them think her siblings were angels...

It was no different than now, right?!

People arguing over ideas and tossing blame, posing as more than any of them were, dying over and over and watching horrors with you own eyes, a lack off coordination because people decided they did not want to listen to anything beyond their "little safe bubble", and now this...

...why would I settle for you when the very best is right here?

She just wanted to live. She just wanted Chieko, and Hiro, and Ashton, and even the others to live. Was that too much to ask for, to try to aim for, to try to acquire after so many tries so far? She wasn't even from this damned backwater world in a realm of the unknown!!!

....She was just another person kidnapped by this Talus fellow into a new world...and for what?

The Promise of meeting someone that loved her, whom she had been willing to give all to and said so herself.

It made the dark-haired girl crack a grin as she stood there listening to the others, though at the same time feel sick to her stomach.

It was so foolish. Talus, that dark bastard, probably was laughing in his seat with some popcorn. Yes, watching those who stole the heart of "his beloved" from him, grinning at every crack that showed in them. He probably was, she could feel it in her bones now...like a clarity of sorts being placed upon her akin to a mantle.

They weren't getting past this point. Not herself, not anyone like her, none of them.

It was those fools like Chieko, who would ignorantly sign their death warrant.

It was those like Hiro, who had false impressions of power placed upon them.

Anyone but herself. Anyone but little, pathetic, powerless Aerith whose life only mattered as a bargaining chip in the "protective custody" of rampaging rebels.

She even offered to help, any help at all, but was turned away like yesterday's news. Not even her efforts to draw attention to herself and off her comrades, or at least attempt to do something....mattered. She was no mind-reader, no clairvoyant, just someone who has suffered to get to this point.

I had everything under control! Every time I do something logical you all just get in the way!

That's all she did, really. Get in peoples' way, drag others along with her. Heh...just like with any friends she had back home, perhaps.

She was illogical. Yessir, she had the brains and logic of a dead clam. She couldn't make a good plan, couldn't lead anyone, couldn't panic over the life of someone she'd seen sign her own death warrant with profuse lies. Lies that would only sink them worse and worse into this hell, to the same reset point, or into the same trouble otherwise.

Was there nothing else but despair that awaited her at this stage? What else existed out there for her?

Did anyone put real value into her as more than this sideshow stuck in the tracks of fate? Hahaha!!!

Not only that, but your ability is inferior when compared to Hiro's, isn't it?

She was worthless to this world and the other one. Nothing she could do had value here, no amount of caution had done any good, no amount of words would do anything for her or the others. No amount of trying to save others, of attempting to not die, none of it mattered.

How could it have ever mattered? Even Irene and Vasilis only had a bit of time left, bought by now on the repeated dying and frustrations of people from another world....all in a process they couldn't talk about openly without hurting themselves.

Did nothing here matter? How desperately her soul grasped onto the concept, how desperately it sought a logical and sane route for all of this. These things. These people. How much it still clung to the value of a life, even now, even after all of this, even as she felt her mind backsliding down a slippery slope.

Aerith reached down as the others were content to talk amongst themselves, and grabbed up something she had just noticed. A lump of scalding was with a couple of tools in it, and how it burned her hand to grab it since Quill's heated blade had made it so. That blade which had taken her life so many times, which she had been seeking to prevent Chieko from falling into...heh, that girl really wanted to die, didn't she?

Not that it matters now. Someone tried to start a fire, and Quill hasn't come out yet. I will look for her.

Don't try and help.

Aerith gripped the hot wax and tools in her hand until it hurt, until she felt her skin and tissues underneath screaming at her with bloody and painful abandon. She then looked up at Chieko and the others, and stepped close enough to be seen by all there properly.

"...You know, what, Cheiko? I've died by that blade of Quill's a few times. With your bold-faced lies, our lies that we have any powers at all, i didn't want you to suffer as i and Hiro did before.

I didn't want you to know the added feeling of hot metal slicing open your stomach, of a poisoned dagger making mincemeeat of you insides as you can only watch yourself die in horror, of seeing others die in front of your eyes even more gruesomely and in detail than i saw you die in front of me the first time back in the poorer area of this city.

As Aerith spoke, several tears began to form in her eyes, and fall down her cheeks. But she did not stop speaking, merely continued clearly wording what she wanted to say despite everything. Some blood was trickling down her left hand, the one which gripped the hot wax and tools that even now were cooling as they torched her. A few drops by now were even falling onto the ground itself.

"I kinda wish i had your innocence, your straightforward will and innocence. Because what you do, what Hiro does, what the others do, that is all that has mattered all this time. Me? For even wanting to share information, to attempt to save you or anyone else here like Irene and Vasilis, it's all for nothing. I. Am. Nothing.

So i need to thank you for opening my eyes to that, for taking the side of a murderous bitch who probably has her own traumas, and for letting me see what my family back home and others here seem to have been trying to tell me.

You think Lord Talus is laughing at us, sitting back in a chair with some popcorn? Watching us die and reset over and over again? I don't care if it affects anyone hearing this right now, and you wouldn't care for any of it anywho. I'd just interrupt your 'daring plan' again, and everyone will just continue to blame me for what is going wrong all these times over.

So i'm sorry, to everyone. For ever caring. For ever trying. For ever...existing, here or otherwise."

With that, the dark haired girl cracked another grin as tears flowed down her face. She didn't even give others a chance to verbally respond, however, as she swiftly plunged the searing hot sharp tools into her own neck as hard and fast as she could at the same time as the last word left her lips. And she could continue to do it, over and over again, unless stopped otherwise or her body dropped dead without the strength to do it any more.

She couldn't take it right now. Not back home. Not during this reset here.

If "that" person who loved her existed in this world, she wanted them to save her. Stop her, please, make it feel a bit better. She wanted for someone to tell her that her life mattered, that it had purpose, that something, anything she did at all since coming here mattered.

But so far, all she'd heard was the echoes of despair, the pain of suffering, and the reassurance that she was of no value.

Dramatic? Perhaps. But...after all she'd been through, at this time she had no other thoughts.

@Rune_Alchemist@BrokenPromise@Letter Bee@Zelosse

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@BrokenPromise Its a question i forgot from way back then, and we had a timeskip as of late so...i'm curious, ok? XD

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@BrokenPromise

But rest assured that everyone will get access to them at some point. They are a gift to everyone in the RP, and not a device to make people flock to Veronica.

Would this have happened over a timeskip or such? :O

Also, do they grant users a built-in THOT alarm to avoid the more dangerous people in this city? Asking for a friend, yes.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Mina Kreiger (Alloy)

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The moment this "Dr. Dean" seemingly disappeared into the ether once more, as if he'd been zapped into another place entirely. The scene wasn't shifting again for herself and the others, it seemed, but...it seemed he could do the same thing to himself alone. What would he do then, though? What would he do now, even, just escape and leave them in the dust? It was worrisome and frustrating, but more worrisome than this, at least in the immediate short-term, was the orb he had left behind that was beeping like a time bomb.

The moment she heard beeping and saw the red light, Alloy's eyes got as big a plates, and her body immediately turned to start running. No, time to think properly. There was only time for pure instinct, and to try to avoid the clutches of death or some other freaky fate.

"Shit, run! But keep your eyes open for that asshole!" Ally shouted over the comms as she immediately bolted away from the green orb-like object, grabbing up Whimsy in her arms along the way she aimed to get to the other end of the concourse.

Her right arm was depleting its metal skin at a decent rate so far, given what she'd done to this freak. It was a decent pacing, but...she had no idea what would come next. Maybe a sneak attack, or an ambush?

Children of Hyrule [Zelda AU - LF Din!]

@Holy Soldier I'm here, was just waiting since Rabid is before me in the post order. XD

Re: Zero: The High Council

Aerith Hastings

Outside the Clinic

Noisy Crazy Bizarre Town Success?!

Resets: 5

Deaths: 4

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Had Quill managed to defeat both projectiles? Aerith had not even the slightest clue, as she had thrown two at the flame-using demihuman murderer. She noticed at least one of them being cut out of the air, but at least it seemed the bamboozlingly stupid plan amazing foolishness of her actions was enough to cause what she had intended. A total clusterfuck in this part of the clinic, and utter confusion for the demihuman woman and Donovan. A mayhem scene where they could get out with the rest of the crowd of fleeing people with molestation (hopefully) by the point end of a blade.

That HAD been the plan at least, and though it had been miraculously (or otherwise) successful so far there seemed to be no end to these demihuman rebels.

In particular, a certain someone she and Ashton had seen before, someone she recognized on sight as the "leader" of these murderous rebels. She'd harbored suspicions about who it could be since the last "reset", but...well, if she played this up she could perhaps work something out. She had no idea what Ashton would want to do, either, much less the others in this instance. Frankly she almost thought another reset was inevitable this time around so far, but in a sense was glad it wasn't. At least, for now.

Yet the dark-haired girl felt she could at least place a guess on one person that wasn't here. Ashton. Based on the boy's intelligence, and his actions the last reset or few, she felt he could either work with this more...or potentially attempt to force a reset for real this time as he had wanted her and him to do last time. She had no idea for certain of this or her guess about this hooded figure potentially, no solid proof of anything but what little she knew, but so far that was all they all had to work off of. It was stupid, dumb, all of this, but when push came to shove...

"You couldn't take this one on if we tried another thousand times, i think, Hiro. Though she does have a good fashion sense, if i recall earlier right.

Though what you perceive as 'clairvoyance' is not exactly true in this situation, i think."

Aerith spoke, a confident smirk coming to her face and lacing her tone instead of the prior panic from the clinic, standing up straight from where she'd been leaned over on Hiro to stabilize her thoughts. The dark-haired girl was bluffing as she calmly approached and stood in front of the hooded figure, however, using the one and only guess she had among people she was suspicious of so far. An act, and if it was wrong it might get them killed perhaps.

Or at least just herself...she perhaps deserved it if anyone died in that fire. Perhaps even so in Chieko's eyes, for all she could wantonly guess on the spot. She had no time to properly think about this matter of the chunni's opinion, though, merely the most passing and hurried of rough ideas at this stage.

"What this is, my most sly and cute little fox with good fashion sense, a 'variation' on it at best, in reality a "curse" of sorts if i may explain it.

A better name for what we possess is 'a sight of some possible future out there', an erratic and silly thing that's hard to get right for any of the three of us. On very incredibly rare occasions, it can be correct. Not very useful to the rebellion at all, i'm afraid, which is very annoying since i do want to help you all."

It was...an attempt at best, a desperate bluff for survival. Albeit, it wasn't entirely wrong. They had experienced many possible futures, potentially, and that had led them to this point. This being noted, Aerith internally was terrified in her mind that this could rub things the wrong way. She almost felt the thoughts screaming at her to do something different, but thinking on her words in the previous reset and such she felt she had some idea, a 'work it out as i go along' kind of idea.

"I wish i could say more about what we can do, but frankly i don't want to put others in danger. The curse is a bitter thing, even saying how we got it could kill others.

Though whether you believe me or not, as i said i do want to help despite being human. Whether its helping cook some food, learning some magic to help out, or even warming your bed at night if you need...Fritzi."

That was her BS guess. Fritzi. She had suspected the fox for long enough to be part of all of this, albeit not the leader at all, and so this was a shot in the dark to confirm or maybe deny some suspicious name. If this guess was wrong she was going to be eating her words, more so than after what she had just done inside of the clinic.

But...in rteality she just didn't want to see them all die again. She'd lie, lust, sleep, glutton, kill, whatever to keep them alive right now. She was, in a simple word, desperate.

@BrokenPromise@Rune_Alchemist@Letter Bee

Monster Girl Mecha Academy

Lilianna Rotz

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Lilianna waved to the moth girl with one of her mech's arms. Though before she could get a word out, a stowaway from the drop pod emerged, seemingly only a bit off-put by the disastrous landing. The gazer couldn't blink her eyes enough in surprise at that, before shaking her head and putting a hand to her forehead. To her the catgirl was a bit of an idiot for dropping down with them like this...impact could have been very fatal very fast! But as much as she was ticked, it wouldn't have been like this if a CERTAIN SOMEONE-

"I must say, my dear girl, that fact a moth girl is here could be most fortuitous for you. In case of danger you could-"

"Doctor, if you suggest seducing the next moth girl i see with my eyes again, i am going to scream until the glass on your dome breaks," Liliana said without a second thought about what the doctor was actually saying, before taking a light pause, taking a deep breath, and attempting to rectify herself a bit, "But...ok, i do appreciate the thoughtfulness of maybe drawing a teammate away if there is great danger.

I'm sorry for being snappy. It's just, this idea of yours was stressful enough for now. I need to begin the search pattern with the others as well."

Liliana read the information as it passed onto her screen from Roxanne, herself and the doctor seeming to nod (or the equivalent of it) ijn affirmation on their end as they listened to the mechanical unit transmit over the comms. It seemed easy enough to the Gazer, to start off with this, though frankly if they were looking for stranded personnel...well, she hoped there would not be too much trouble with this assignment.

"Look alive girls, we've got some people to find!" the Gazer called out in a positive manner over the external speakers of the mech, seeking to get the two girls that had been on the ground together to suit up and get started.

She then began to ahve her mech fly in a different direction than the others, seeking to initiate the search pattern that had been transmitted to her mech.

@BCTheEntity@Belladonna@LemonZest1337@Eviledd1984

Re: Zero: The High Council

Aerith Hastings

The Clinic

Noisy Crazy Bizarre Town Plan

Resets: 5

Deaths: 4

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It wasn't like Aerith hadn't made her own thoughts in the background over the time she was listening to Quill and Chieko talk things out. But as soon as the two seemed done speaking, mentioning only that they needed Donovan to be done with something first, Aerith slipped slowly and quietly out of the way and deeper into the clinic with a timid shuffle. Though on the way over, she leaned over and whispered into Aki's ear, as if excusing herself. If Quill looked at her, an awkward, hesitant wave of "goodbye" would be made.

She had seemed a bit frightened and had shuffled, as if she was just going to hide in another room like a coward. So cowardly, so stupid, so...well, at least putting on the facade of a cowardly girl trying to hide in another room since her enemies were blocking the one known (to her) entrance/exit to this place. But she had a plan...even if it was a very stupid and simple one.

No, stupid would be smarter than this idea of hers. This was a desperately foolish plan to the core. She hadn't even given indication to Hiro about it, for fear of it being seen.

'Chieko, you idiot, you absolute idiot! Why..why did you...why did you do that for us!

She'd been an ass, that was true. Angry at Chieko for being immature and denouncing coming into a group talk without a second thought. Sure, she'd...she'd been a bit rough. Ok, pretty rough when it came down to it, and when Yuuki and Chieko had slammed her and Hiro and co it had been infuriating. As infuriating as all those damned resets!

Everyone had been angry then, it seemed, for various reasons. And it was all fair, if she was going to be honest with herself.

'Ok...there's gotta be some stuff lying around here i can use! Tools, instruments, something. I can't just let her-...i won't let her just die! I won't let her throw her life away like that. I...i can't let her.

But she was even now still worried about the girl named Chieko. She'd tried to pull her over to the group meeting for a great reason, because she wanted to help the stupid chunni of a girl live. She had watched her die, and violently, in front of her own eyes. She'd seen the fear in all their eyes after that first time. She, now more than Chieko, knew the pain of dying many times more over since then!

Sure she herself was hard, argumentative, and...and letting Chieko know how she felt even at her worst because she wanted her to live. Not suffer like herself and Hiro had done so many times over and over again it wore at her very sanity.

Chieko even had the admittedly adorable Aki, who cared for the goofy Japanese girl, a person from this world who seemed to be very affectionate to her. Affectionate to that kindness, even if awkward to Aerith's perception at times, that she seemed starved of somewhat. Aerith could see that kind of look, of someone who just didn't have things the best. As 'bad' as herself? She had no idea, probably worse if she had to guess, but-

This is so dumb, but i won't sit by and do nothing. We came arrived together in this new world, and as much as we've been bitching...ok, i've been bitching...we are going to survive this even if it kills me again!

-it was a death sentence with Quill. So with all this in mind, she had to do something. Her conscience wouldn't allow her to act otherwise.

That woman, that blade, that fire Aerith knew Hiro and herself were intimate with the use of by now, all of it was itself was dangerous to the core. She heard the woman's threats a minute ago as well, what she'd said to Chieko, what the other girl had said and done to try to save the other two of them who had hesitated to do a single thing. It was embarrassing, stupid, and ultimately suicidal since Chieko knew she was bold-face lying to a total murderer.

Yet Aerith couldn't help but feel that had been her plan to save the other two if she had been able to speak first.

Ironic, wasn't it?

But eventually, Aerith had finally shuffled into the nearest room she could find deeper into the clinic, looking about for anything to make use of. Donovan wouldn't help, Quill would kill Chieko, and Hiro would be killed if he made any moves at all perhaps. Anything at all to use would help, bone-saw or otherwise if she had to make do.

***

After finally entering the supposed patient room, Aerith felt a grin come to her face.

Instruments, bottles of what could be medicines, and a tub of water, sat all over a table along with as several candles for lighting. A room for surgery, perhaps? A room for storing tools and supplies? It was perfect, regardless. So many metal things...wait, metal! A stark contrast to the wooden walls of this place, and highly vulnerable to certain things.

All of this together gave Aerith an idea. An idea about as stupid as Chieko's, if not ultimately dumber than that! She had to uphold a reputation, after all, of making stupid decisions in the eyes of the other girl. Heh.

Aerith grabbed several smaller metal instruments, jamming them into the top of several of the melting candles. Sure, the fire burned her hands a little, but this was all according to keiaku for her. Aerith then took a couple of the other candles, and sat them against the wall. She then cracked open a couple of smaller bottles, sniffing them...alcohol. Perhaps for wounds, or numb patient pain for amputation? Didn't matter.

The dark-haired girl poured two small bottles of the alcohol all over the table and the nearby wall near the two candles. Before a moment too soon, the medicinal booze caught fire, one which would be spreading very quickly.

She then grabbed her tool-filled, very-melty hot candles on stands, two of them in total, and left the room quickly but very softly. She had to get to the entrance before the fire did, after all. It would be a bit as the place caught ablaze before they noticed, a short time window but plenty enough for her to do what she planned!

The moment Aerith would get around to the corner to the front area, she didn't even hesitate for her next action. She popped around the corner as swiftly as her athletics-trained body could muster, and hurled her scaling-hot candle-and-tool payloads at Quill with full force. At the same time, she screamed at Quill and the cat as loud as she could muster from her lungs.

Still, though, what had she actually whispered to Aki before going back?

The Plan

"When you hear me coming back, be ready. We're going to save Chieko."

@liferusher@Letter Bee@BrokenPromise@Rune_Alchemist

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP (Reboot)

Frankenstein's Monster (Fran)

Sapporo

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'Yes, let us wander about until whatever did this jumps out and gets the initiative. I am no barbarian, but at least i don't just attack people in a duel out of the blue.' Fran wrote in the air for Jin with her stick, tempted to make one of those 'rude' gestures humans seemed to love using in their media. But no, to her and for now it was not worth the bother. Would have been as bothersome as actually talking, really.

Yes, a careful approach was one thing, but if their enemy was hiding then calmly wandering would only keep them hidden or able to take the initiative. At least in her mind. Much like a scared rabbit...or a certain man....if one drove them out of the hiding place it could allow them the initiative. Or at least lower chances of am ambush perhaps? She was smart, but she was no tactician, nor was she a petulant child as this fool of a swordsman was insinuating. A fool for having an idea? No, no she was not. Of course there was danger in this, but at least the man who she had walked here with (albeit he had seemingly frowned at her too) was offering to take her up to another level.

She glared swords back at Jin, before walking over calmly to where the dark-skinned Ben was standing.

'I supposed driving out our enemy of their hiding place was a viable plan, a surprise if you will. But yes, i would be glad to search from the top with you.'

Fran then gently reached towards other man's hand after putting her stick away again, though a bit of hesitation was visible on her end. She was not one for...this kind of contact really. Master was kind, and there were other servants like Sir Babbage who were very kind, but...to touch the hands of another human was alien to her. Alien and even a bit instinctually frightening...she was just a monster after all. Though it was a rather odd issue, to be frank, and she did not want to fall behind for he time being unless this group proved evil.

Besides, could this man lift her weight with bridal chest included?

Regardless, she finally, cautiously and carefully, took Quick Ben's hand and gave a light accepting nod to him: signalling she was ready to go.

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@TheFake@PKMNB0Y@VitaVitaAR

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Robin

Akihabara

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Robin observed and listened on to the others as she went about looking at what the white orb had produced. Various red, blue, and green lights, scattered about what was a three-dimensional map of what she assumed was this city. It was odd yet fascinating, better than a normal map of her world save for how it had come into existence only after battles against shadowy (and perhaps all fake) foes. The tactician searched her coat for emergency quill and paper, maybe to record to general patterns of things down, but to no avail.

Robin merely let out a small sigh, before looking to the map again, finger under her chin as she began to ponder what it perhaps meant once more and attempted to memorize the general distance that seemed to be on the map. It was a big city, to be sure, but using estimations of the towering size of what was around them...hmm....she felt she had a very rough grasp of things perhaps. Maybe these dots were various types of enemies, higher or lower tier in nature? Or perhaps dangerous area of varying degrees? Perhaps it was even enemies, safe zones, and potential allies at the various locations being marked.

Though as one of the two younger girls that had approached them seemed to make a loud retort, or at least start to and stop herself, Robin's attention was swiveled back over. Brows furrowed as she listened to the exchange between Abigail and Chris, before she stepped over as the smaller girl attempted to again start to 'explain' what she thought was going on. Though it was obvious the two girls has far different experiences and definitions of the phrase 'Master'...

"I know events similar to this myself, but...definitely far from the same. Do you think this situation is similar to what you are calling a 'Singularity', Abigail?" Robin said, taking a knee as she talked to the little girl again, serious but calm, not dismissing Abby's words but instead trying to pleasantly coordinate with her and give her the chance to speak without interruption.

For all she knew, her and this girl, and perhaps the others, had bits and pieces of what could be going on. Or at least, this was all an initial base to form theories or stratagems for all of this in the foreseeable future perhaps.

@VitaVitaAR@Rabidporcupine@PKMNB0Y@Raineh Daze