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Post by Nightshade on Jan 14, 2023 16:00:08 GMT -8
"I don't need followers. They'd just get hurt given my bad luck. Also, we are sentient computer programs. Speaking is the most primitive form of communication we have. There are other ways to get information." He would reply to the green navigator before returning to the stone automaton. He used a hand to point at his feet, towards the ground.
"Write on floor. Who are you. What is your purpose. What is "N" symbol. Do you know Resonance.exe. Where is his giga program." He was curt and to the point. If edge was right...and he suspiciously seemed to know alot about these stone things he never seen before... then perhaps they would get the info they needed. He did not intend on wasting any more time that what was necessary to get his hands onto the thing that could turn tides around for him. He was trying to be calm, but deep down he was salivating at the chance of having the means of installing a whole cybeast worth of power in his body. Didn't even need to be accustomed to greiga's code. By now his own code was all bug-type much like the cyberdoggo who bit his arm off last time.
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Post by Raven8 on Jan 14, 2023 16:56:42 GMT -8
The tremendous being looks to Nightshade, trailing his eyes across the feline Navi as he speaks. He slowly tilts his body to the side slightly, appearing to cock his head as Nightshade gives his orders, and finally his eyes drop to the ground below. He watches Nightshade's hand as he points, and then looks back to Nightshade with red eyes affixed, allowing him to finish.
The gentle giant slowly raises one of his claws and holds it out as his ethereal body of gentle flames connects it back to his core. He looks at his claw silently for a moment, then looks to the ground, and back to Nighthade, His eyes trail down to Nightshade's hand, and then back to the ground where the feline Navi had been pointing. With a gentle and slow motion, this quiet creature moves its tremendous, metal claws out and downward, tilting them slightly so that only one of the three prongs that make up his "hand" make contact with the dust on the ground. The silent one then looks back to Nightshade one more time as if trying to make sure that he's doing what he's supposed to do, and then begins his work.
with a wide, broad, slow stroke, this gentle behemoth brings his arm around and draws a large arc from himself to Nightshade, then moves his arm back and on the opposite side. In this, he creates a large circle that has Nightshade on one side and himself on the other. Then he quietly raises his claw and moves it back to his side, looking carefully at the circle that he'd just drawn as he does so. With his labor complete, the tremendous being then looks back to Nightshade, looking carefully into the feline Navi's eyes, as if watching him for approval or disapproval.
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 14, 2023 17:16:55 GMT -8
Nightshade would have taken a big breath if he ever needed to breathe. "Looks like the guy doesn't know." He mumbled at Edge, not too satisfied of the result of his inquiries. The new him would have probably not bothered anymore, but there was a small little bit of the old Nightshade in there. Beneath all that hatred and all that frustration there was still an inch of the young, happy go lucky naively goody two shoes he was before. Before the world came down on him and ruined his sorry excuse for a life.
Nightshade's claws tip tapped lightly on the stone ground as the feline approached the stone construct. He tapped lightly on the guy's shoulder as he went past. "Be free, stone buddy." He stated. "Sticking around me is not good for your health."
With a hop as to not dirsupt the drawing, Nightshade looked to Edge. "Looks like there isn't much here, outside old things that perhaps should remain forgotten. You have any other places you know Resonance hopped about?"
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