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+ | ~Why,~ the luminescent pokémon began to ask, making no secret of its displeasure. ~Did you decide to circuit?~ It was asked in the kind of deadpan manner one asks about a mistake that reveals itself to be deeply flawed and stupid in hindsight - like 'why did you decide to stick your hand into the bee hive, exactly?', | ||
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+ | The question erupted some opaque vocal chittering between the crimson-scaled menace and the sharp-edged electric spectator, like a heated sequence of gnashing, whimpering and barking of dogs. It died down quickly, and the pokémon speaking with her made no impression of having engaged with the squabble at all, to the point where it was unclear whether it had even noticed it, or its laser focus had blotted it out. | ||
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+ | The crimson-bodied creature with its needles and hairpins and all abruptly made a motion as if to stand, but the smaller sharp-edged electric critter beside it reached up with the speed customary for its type, grabbed an arm, and pulled on it, first awkwardly unbalancing the larger creature' | ||
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+ | At this point, Jagdish gestured to Adelaide for quiet. With his left hand's thumb hooked into the edge of his trousers, his fingers playing out some practised, tension-reducing gesture mostly out of sight of anyone else, he said: " | ||
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+ | A collective bristling was remarkably quick to die down - it was clearly not something her audience //liked//, but it was perhaps more palatable than 'I wanted them to shut up'. It was Psynateh who spoke to her next, brimming with some opaque emotion that could hardly be good: ~Why did you, when given the choice between the circuit-discouraging culture of Sehto and the circuit-embellishing culture of this S.S. Anne, choose to embrace the latter, rather than remove yourself from it?~ | ||
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+ | A question much like 'why did you choose to stay with your criminal friends, even though you could tell they had different values than the environment you had grown up in' - and almost equally impossible to answer. | ||
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+ | The personification of the light of the full moon was clearly the Council leader of a sort - a judge, perhaps, in rough human analogy - and seized upon what Adelaide had said to protest: ~And yet you were clearly in Sehto when you chose to circuit, spending significant time ashore to do so, during which you could have also done //nothing at all// and choose to absolve yourself of the preposterous idea and cease your involvement with the environment on the vessel at next opportunity.~ | ||
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+ | For a moment, it seemed as though it might not care about the second part of her elaboration at all, with a silence lingering almost long enough to become a prompt for comment, but then its voice swelled in her skull once more, now rattling with exasperation: | ||
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+ | The crimson-scaled one snorted derisively, burning its gaze into Adelaide, but did not make as if to leap forward, simply tensely bundled beside the glowing ring leader. | ||
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