"Even if you hit me ill just adapt to it." Relama said, his voice having an edge to it
Charlotte shrugged, continuing to smoke her cigarette as they walked through the halls.
As Rex walked he would pass by one of the training areas, hearing Seraphina's gentle grunts and breathes as she went through the motions of her training.
"Yeah... what about it?" Relama said
Charlotte raised an eyebrow.
He stopped for a centisegundo to look at Seraphina, she reminded him of someone, who exactly? He didn't remember, he only knew that he saw in Seraphina a great potential and felt guilty inside that she was dragged to this hell, he knew the existence of worlds where the mere idea of Calamities or other non-human beings was like a fairy tale (the reference)
"..." Relama was entirely silent before he spoke "childhood friends." was all he said,
Charlotte's gaze lingered on Relama for a moment, before shaking her head, facing forward again.
"...yeah." Relama said, following Charlotte in
Charlotte shrugged once more. She'd said her piece, and wasn't going to press further into what she had long since understood to be a sensitive subject. Grabbing her cigarette, she absentmindedly snuffed it out in her palm, before flicking it, the bud landing perfectly in a trash can on the other side of the room.
"Nor can I... hopefully Olorin can help... otherwise..." Relama said, closing his eyes, clearly not wanting her to go through psychological torture
Charlotte breathed out. Reverting the gun into its small, nanomachine container, she pointed her mechanical arm towards a group of dummies, concentrating for a moment. Various holes opened within the gauntlet, covering all five fingers and multiple spots on her palm. In the next instant, bullets erupted from the opening, shredding multiple targets in a volley of gunfire. The shells would suddenly bounce in several directions, shredding more dummies on either side of the room. She calculated each shot, expertly measuring the distance and position of each dummy to discern the necessary angle for her projectiles.
"Yeah... your not the only one hoping that... but what she needs is support as well..." Relama said
Seraphina glanced at Brownie, her eyes swiftly trailing the Black Beast. She shook her head, breaking herself from her distraction as she continued to swing her sword without end, sharpening her skills as best she could, now actively trying to ignore Brownie and keep her focus on the task at hand.
Brownie thought about how to help Seraphina, he knew that considering she was trying to kill calamities, she would face non-humanoid entities in the near-future, so he could help her slightly with fighting a non-humanoid entity but that too would be too much, he didn't want to break her pride by mistake.
Rex then walks into the kitchen, he heads straight to the fridge to open it and look for some beer, he wasn't thinking of getting drunk either but a gentle touch wouldn't hurt.
"Fortunately well, at least I will have a task that will help me to concentrate, although the child mostly insists too much" He said casually
Charlotte would continue to practice with her new Pheobe's Fist, expertly redirecting her bullets through the air. She attempted to find the perfect angle where she could deflect her shots, wanting to maintain and increase the power of her individual bullets while maintaining her accuracy. Another bullet bounced through the air, burying itself in the neck section of a nearby dummy.
"Yes, now imagine that this is not a momentary damage that one can overcome, she could live for years and continue with her mission until something kills her"
"Well thanks man"
