-Is just staring at her tail, transfixed-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?<I am... acting in self-defence right now, so, just—...>
(Immediately hangs up when he sees he has VISITORS)
(What lies before you is a sight at once frank and baffling.)
(Two men, clumsily squeezed into the cockpit of whatever this is
◊, a white powder coating the rim around the cockpit.)
(One man, a tall, wiry, mustachioed fellow in a red vest, holds the mech's controls in clenched hands, eyes wide with surprise and terror.)
(The other man, an elderly, bearded gentleman with white hair and, uhhh... white powder all over his fuckin' nose, and bloodshot eyes, stands bent awkwardly over the pilot, a foot firmly pressed into his companion's chest, and an enormous pair of scissors clasped around the poor man's neck, threatening to snip off his head in one swift motion.)
...Get the FUCK back! I'll shoot!
(The mech charges another lightning shot from its arm...!)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Is explaining, not that she can hear-
-Then goes for a long-awaited tail-hug-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?sorry
Aw, man... I don't get why people would do that. Seems, like, pretty uncool.
-unable to hear Gracia, she considers why she might need the suit-
-she looks a bit worried, but smiles a little as her tail is hugged-
-at least her friend can still find joy in that-
-Lust looks at the giant robit fight-
...Whoa! Now this is what I call entertainment.
...Oh fuck you, Miyu!
(Growls like an angry old cocker spaniel and drops from the mech like a tick.)
(Castlah gasps in relief and immediately brings his hands up to his neck.)
O-oh God, Miss Miyu...! He's—...?
(Froths impotently and pounds his scissors into the ground.)
G-God DAMN it! There are people trying to kill me! After I spent—I spent days on end doing surveillance for you! I thought you wanted us to win this thing, you... you dumb kid!
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-She's trembling as she hugs tighter-
-Too much time on ship; need human contact-
-Or human-to-Godzilla contact-
-Not picky-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

...!
Oi! You-....!?
-Notices the FLAMES and zeroes in on that shit-