“E-Eh? Have we met before?” Homura asked, not sure she’d ever encountered this lady before. She sure seemed to know a lot about the time traveler, though. And what was that about ‘programming’? “I-I was hit by some sort of spell… And it reduced me to this.”
“Ah, I don’t believe we’ve met personally, no. My progenitor has you under incidental observation, however, and I’ve encountered many of your variants of similar disposition. As for your current situation, I believe this is certainly the result of an Anonymous Entity. Very unpleasant creatures. Most of them are, to use the scientifically accurate term, complete assholes. Fortunately, their magic rarely lasts longer than a day, a week at the most, so you should be back to normal before too long. In the meantime, try to enjoy it. Think of it as an opportunity to rekindle some of the innocence that fate so cruelly tore from you…”
“A-Are you here to harass me too!?”
Dea shook her head violently, as if snapping out of a trance.
“Ah! Sorry about that. I think my maternal programming went a bit haywire. It does that sometimes when I’m near adorable children in distress. I really need to have that debugged. In any event, what’s the matter, Homura? You seem uncharacteristically…vulnerable, at the moment.”
The Spider and the Firefly
“And you are certain he took the doctor inside there?”
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“Good. Now we wait to see just how stupid that boy really is.”
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((Stein and Mako, I’m supposed to be asleep, but I saw this craziness on my phone and had to log on. Hope you’re happy. XD))
“Always watching, never sleeping;
All you do and say, we see and hear.
Your screams and silent weeping;
Be you far or be you near.”
To Scorn Corruption
Despite Deacon’s reassurance, the inquisitor still had her doubts. After all, she only understood what the AI was saying to a certain extent; beyond that, she knew nothing of what he was talking about. Thankfully, his metaphor for himself as being a “spirit” did help her comprehension, yet there was still parts she did not understand. From what she could tell, there was still a risk that corruption could spread from him, even if it was extremely small.
Nonetheless, she still would rather have that risk than to have no chance for a “cure” for corruption. She gave an affirmative nod towards Deacon before speaking.
”Alright, I’ll help you. But, in return, I expect you to be as careful as necessary with the demonic blood after I get some for you. Granted, I doubt there would be much of an effect on yourself if you’re a spirit, but please don’t take any more risks than you need to.”
DEACON gave a curt nod of acknowledgement, his gaze locked back on the inquisitor.
“Affirmative, entity Hero. I would not proceed with anything less. Rest assured, any hazardous substances which we acquire will be treated with maximum security protocols. I have no desire to spread foreign contamination. Where shall we begin our investigation? I will defer to your expertise regarding the local geography, flora, and fauna.”
The inquisitor sat next to Dea on the ground, and kept close enough to console her if it seemed necessary. She was trying to calm herself down as well, since she wasn’t used to dealing with other people in general, much less people in an outburst. The atmosphere became much more palatable, at least for her, after they both relaxed a bit.
”Please, it’s nothing worth mentioning. It’s just common courtesy to help someone when they need it.” She said lightheartedly, though a bit shakily.
”Honestly, I think you just worry too much about things. As long as you do your best, there’s no reason for Deacon to be anything except kind to you. Trust me, I know it’s hard to endure everything life throws at you, but it’s much easier to do so when you keep your emotions under control.”
After a bit of hesitation, she continued. “Eh… If you’d like to, I can try and help you keep your emotions and desires under control.”
Dea appreciated Hero’s words, though she was not sure what to make of her subsequent offer of assistance regarding impulse control. From what she knew of the inquisitor, any assistance might be a bit…extreme, for Dea’s sensibilities. That was assuming that they would even work, given that she was actually a machine, and not a living creature. Still, the gynoid herself admitted that though she had made good progress in terms of curbing her emotional outbursts and lustful tendencies, she still had room for improvement. Perhaps Hero would be able to help her, after all? At the very least, there was no harm in hearing her out.
“I am uncertain if your methods would be able to assist me, given my…unique nature, but I do admit that it’s an area I still need work on. I’m willing to hear you out, at least, but I won’t agree to anything just yet until I know what I’m getting myself into. I hope this does not offend you, Miss Hero…”