[Thea]

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[attr="class","skulltitle"]間違い

[attr="class","skulloverlap"]How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

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"Were it so easy"

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Oblivion. The Melodist knew nothing of oblivion. The maddening darkness that exists between the end of life and the start of another. Somewhere in there, Mateo had touched god, or at least his madness led him to believe that. The truth didn't matter. He had one purpose in this Kalpa, To right the path they traveled. [break][break]

"Do you really think killing me will work? I'll come back again and again and again until god tears time itself apart!" As the third set of footsteps landed behind him, the mentat raced to find a solution to the puzzle of survival, a thousand routs played out in his mind leading only to a thousand dead ends. The mentat was never meant to be a fighter, he'd learned that long ago. They were only ever meant to get the pieces in the right place.[break][break]

The three agents pressed forward, knives in hand. There was no blind spot, no opening, and by now, they had were ready for any changes the mentat could bring. He sighed, "You know this isn't the first time I've died here. But now I can leave you with something to remember me by Melodist." He walked forward slowly, each step echoing in the alleyway. There was an odd peace in knowing there was nothing you could do. It was freeing in a way the mentat found hard to describe. Countless lifetimes spent flipping the coin of fate. The few times he knew it was too late were his favorite. They were the only times he was allowed to live. He would live these next few moments to the fullest. [break][break]

The agents stepped forward, swinging their blades in tandem to give the mentat no escape. He singled one out, the one he'd already punched, and rushed him, using the tape to guard against the blade and tackle the man to the ground. The other two agents turned and plunged their blades in the mentat's back as he broke the arm of the one he'd downed and tore the knife from his fingers before plunging it in his femoral artery and turning it before withdrawing the blade. [break][break]

"Oh, I'm sorry, that was supposed to hurt now wasn't it?" He said, turning back towards his assailants. "You heard the man. Regicide," he stood, pointing a finger to the center of his forhead, "Shoot me, right here. You already know I don't have to feel pain if I don't want to." his mouth warped into a wicked grin as the agents stepped back and drew their smg's. The mentat rushed forward, blood seeping from wounds he didn't feel trailed behind him as the rattle of guns filled the alleyway. [break][break]

Her flesh was riddled with holes, and his consciousness began to fade. But not before he cut the throat of a second agent. It was swift, and methodical. No motion was wasted in the act. The sharpness of the blades lent itself well for the mentat to carry the swing into the arn of the next agent and expose now bloodied flesh. Fear filled the agent's eyes, not that the mentat could see it, but given their covering, he knew they were defending against his quirk.[break][break]

Another round of SMG fire hit the walls, and the mentat grabbed hold of the agent's arm. He filled their mind with the total sum of all the pain he'd felt for millennia and an equal measure of the oblivion he'd felt. It was only a moment, but it was enough.[break][break]

He fell to the floor, consciousness fading away as blood pooled around her.

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"I'll remember this, Melodist"

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And then, nothing.

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[attr="class","skullcredits"]TAIKO!

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[Farrin]

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T

he temporal tumble continued. If this thing, this Alter's, go-to strategy was violence, its goals were a moot point. It was a villain, the enemy, and Farrin had to defeat it. Farrin caught the Alter in the jaw with one blow, then the Alter returned with a knee to Farrin's gut in kind.

The two Farrins danced perfectly to Melodist's melody, and it appeared the Rogue would be eliminated from this game rather early. If all went according to the Alpha's plan, they'd never repeat this whole messy process ever again. A point he needed the Mentat to know before their end. 

"Oh, but how could you understand, rogue? This shall be your true death. Oblivion that transcends all others. The void. This is the eventuality. The last of the uncharted waters between us and the paradise beyond the End Time's reach."

Farrin's fist journeyed across the distance and hammered the Alter's jaw again. The time-turner would see the damn thing unhinged and shattered. He lacked the Alter's skill, but this Farrin grew up scrappier than most. It was working to his advantage, or at least leveling the field a bit.

Gunfire stole his attention from the fight at hand though, and drew it toward Thea. She was hurt. In so many times, across so many realities, she was hurt. Sifting. Splits in the seams of time, that only Farrin saw. She wasn't one person, but three, five, twelve. The speed required to match the Alter had come for its due. 

"Thea," he muttered, stumbling back from the brawl. 

The Alter lunged. "There will be no do-overs this time. It all comes down to this," he shouted, bringing the hammer down on Farrin. But Farrin was free from the Alter's onslaught. The melody had ended, and the Alter was gone.

"Do you understand what you have done?" Corvidae threatened the music maker some few miles away. "You were supposed to observe and only observe."

"Correct me if I'm wrong, doctor, but did you not exceed the parameters of your own mandate?"

"I wasn't seen by the child. And the rogue! Your interference brought the damn rogue into play far before we intended. Had you followed the Alpha's orders, he would have appeared where and when we wanted him to, ripe for the taking. Now, he's out there!"

"Did you see his condition? The Mentat has been taken off the board." 

  Farrin stumbled down the alley at a time-turned pace. His head waved from side to side with the wind, but Thea was in sight, so close now. Farrin fell to a knee just ahead of her. The blades in her back may have been the only thing keeping her from bleeding out. Whoever fired the guns was gone, but their knives and the bullet casings remained. He didn't have time to sort through it though. Thea was hurt. 

"Thea! Thea! Lass, wake the hell up," he said with a few shakes. "Shite, shite, shite. Okay." 

With a turn of the wrist, Farrin encased her in a field of translucent emerald, slowing the bleeding further. His arms moved to lift her but slipped under only the image of another Thea, of another time. He moved again, and again. On the fourth try his arms actually slipped under her unconscious form, and lifted the girl up... only for him to fall back down. The realities in his eyes grew by the dozens. Vertigo washed over him dragging him this way and that. Instead, Farrin dug into his pocket for his phone and thumbed emergency services. Temporal deceleration would have to do until proper medical attention arrived. Farrin set his hands on bullet wounds and kept the pressure on, but even unconscious, being in contact with her seemed to agitate his sifting. The dozens of realities multiplied by the hundreds, and Farrin too passed out. When the two awoke, it would be in a nearby hospital. The two would live, but something out there had its sights set on them.     

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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I'M COMMANDER SHEPARD, AND I APPROVE THIS MISSION

That was...something ._. Now I feel like I need context.

Farrin: 5000XP + 7000XP = 11,000XP

Thea: 5000XP + 11,000XP = 16,000XP

tag: Thea Farrin