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[ There was far, far too much to do, even at this point-- at the very least they had the basis for their stronghold set up, rooms forming-- the most necessary first, of course, Shader's laboratory and the nursery, and only the former because the latter simply wouldn't work without it(and the complaints would be endless, Aion knew).

But the nurseries were in their finishing stages, and at this point it was hard not to stand back and take a look at just how far they'd managed to come in so short a time. ]

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I'll make it work. I have to.

They're just going to have to find their own way. [ SUCKS FOR THEM. :| ]

But they won't find their own way, Aion. Not without help.

Well, when they stop trying to kill us, let me know. Maybe I'll find it in my cold, dead heart to sympathize.

[ HANDWAVE. :) ]

[The Elders are not everyone and you know it]

Aion.

[ wow it's almost like you think i care at this point ]

Chrono.

[AND THIS IS WHY YOU SUCK SOMETIMES]

--You're not even trying to give this any thought!

It is not my concern right now. My number one priority is getting these eggs hatched and getting this place working.

I don't know what you expect to do about them. Storm Pandaemonium? Talking sense won't work with them and you know it.

There is a way. If we demolished it from the inside out, covertly... we could keep casualties low, but still bring down the caste system. It would just take time, and planning.

Time that we do not have right now. The moment you step into Pandaemonium, she'll know you're there. They all will.

When the time comes that we need to make this move, we will. But for now, until we're able to create this world of our own, where they have some semblance of safety, we concentrate on fortifying our defenses here. Not of launching an attack.

[But our species is suffering now-- And our mother--

He opens his mouth, as if it say something, then thinks better of it and clamps it shut immediately]

... I will hold you to that, Aion. When the time comes.

When the time comes. Not for a long while.

[He looks like he wants to pursue this more, but reluctantly lets it go, some of the tension bleeding out of him]

...

Thank you.

What else is a brother for?

[ha ha ha if you only knew :')]

Is that the only reason you agree?

You're also my confidant. And you'll keep scowling and grumping around if I don't.

[VALIANTLY resists the urge to roll his eyes]

And we both know how terribly burdensome that would be for you.

Horribly. It'll start up everyone else complaining.

Not that this is any different from usual, regardless.

They complain just fine without my help. Don't pin that on me.

You exist to exacerbate it, of course.

... You're exaggerating again.

Or am I? One of the greatest mysteries of our time, I'd say.

[HE ACTUALLY LOOKS INTO THE ABANDONED GLASS like he's trying to see if there's any water left in it to throw at you.

... damn...]

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[SIGHS, plucking the glass up on his way towards the door]

Are we done here? We should probably see about getting more sleeping areas set up. Room-carving is tiring, and the others must be exhausted by now.

[ Following! ]

I'm sure if we could push the legion around a little more it would make things easier-- but for now we're just going to have to make due sleeping in the same room.

Unless you'd like to sleep in Shader's lap, be my guest.