"Forgotten" -- The Conclusion! *Part Two"
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jla_watchtowerDegaton's command ship -- a warship appropriated from the Warlords of Okaara -- hovers, like the rest of Vanishing Point, in a temporal "pocket." To do so otherwise would risk sliding into the future ... into the last remaining moments of the universe.
Consequently, the battle outside of his window is happening entirely at one precise instant ... a moment literally frozen in time. Degaton throws back his head. Sometimes temporal mechanics leave even his head hurting.
The soldiers and engineers around him are impassive, but the man himself is pensive, concerned at the raging war.
"How did Hunter raise an army so quickly?" he muses, but no one dares answer, nor does he expect them to. "No matter. Our forces are inside Vanishing Point, and when it is mine, we can execute the last chronal alterations ... stabilize the altered timelines into one coherent series of events. Rewrite history in my image."
HAIL DEGATON! the soldiers shout on cue. And at that, Degaton smiles.
"Yes," he says. "Hail Degaton. ... And if Hunter and his allies win."
He shrugs.
"There's always the backup plan."
There is no cheering at that. Indeed, the soldiers seem chilled to the bone.
Consequently, the battle outside of his window is happening entirely at one precise instant ... a moment literally frozen in time. Degaton throws back his head. Sometimes temporal mechanics leave even his head hurting.
The soldiers and engineers around him are impassive, but the man himself is pensive, concerned at the raging war.
"How did Hunter raise an army so quickly?" he muses, but no one dares answer, nor does he expect them to. "No matter. Our forces are inside Vanishing Point, and when it is mine, we can execute the last chronal alterations ... stabilize the altered timelines into one coherent series of events. Rewrite history in my image."
HAIL DEGATON! the soldiers shout on cue. And at that, Degaton smiles.
"Yes," he says. "Hail Degaton. ... And if Hunter and his allies win."
He shrugs.
"There's always the backup plan."
There is no cheering at that. Indeed, the soldiers seem chilled to the bone.
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Date: 2007-07-20 11:41 pm (UTC)Occult's stoic facade begins to crack. He's tired, and possibly the only one who completely comprehends what's happening here.
"But the boy's not what this is about."
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Date: 2007-07-20 11:45 pm (UTC)"I make it back? that's good to know. It's a long walk."
He nods in the direction of the explosions.
"No. You're not here for the boy. You're here for the other one. Something new being unleashed in our world."
Mister E frowns, and furrows his brow.
"I have no more taste for preventative medicine, I'm afraid, and as I said, I have a long walk ahead. But we must talk, when I return. I will remember. I have nothing more than memory to keep me company on my journey."
He steps backward, into time.
"Yes, we will meet. Us, and the others."
And with that, he's gone.
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Date: 2007-07-20 11:47 pm (UTC)"Well ... won't Constantine be pleased about this?"