-trajectory. agreement.-

[from_scratch]

"Hasn't everyone heard of Kithabel? I live in Africa, not under a rock," Cam tells Tattletale. "You, on the other hand, are new to me."

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[ertia]

Oh no you fucking don't, mindraping fuckheads.

Kithabel exists and she's going to keep fucking doing it.

You can just stop.

[wormcan]

It stops. Moving, fighting, existing.

Or at least the fraction of it that shared a dimension with the sorceress does. Deleting her from existence didn't work, removing her shard didn't work. No host has ever survived that before. But at least now the sorceress loses the speed and multitasking and, most relevantly, the ability to see across dimensions.

The entity elects to leave the hole in its body rather than consolidate to fill the space. Being in view of the former prisoner would be the worst idea.

[from_scratch]

Something in here had better be communicative telepathy. Please? She's kind of far away -

Kithabel?

[ertia]

It's not singing. It's a fake. Was that you? You're the fellow from Japan, aren't you?

[from_scratch]

It's a fake. Yes and yes. Kithabel, they're not all gone, come here and I can help you.

[ertia]

You were turning yourself into one of them. I can't see anymore.

[from_scratch]

Yeah. I was. But I'm still driving. If you can't reach into other dimensions yourself I can help.

[ertia]

She pops into place.

If you fuck with me I will find a way to destroy you.

[from_scratch]

I'm just going to give you some of the powers the others were loaning you back. No mind control. I know what you did with yourself before they grabbed you.

And he - his avatar - reaches out and floods her with reach and speed and focus.

[ertia]

Kithabel

wants

them

dead.

[wormcan]

She wan't gaining momentum unprecedentedly fast for very long, and there is rather a lot of them. They don't instantly vanish. But they aren't in much of a position to resist either, and dwindle to nothing after a surprisingly short time spent wanting them to.

[ertia]

"Is that the last of them?"

[from_scratch]

"Yeah. Yeah, that's - those two." Cam sighs. "They blew up the Earths on the way out. All of them. I can put the planets back but I can't do minds -"

[ertia]

"I can do resurrections. She let me do those for momentum, sometimes, mostly on Earths they weren't using. I can do a lot in a batch now."

[from_scratch]

"Can you do a planet's worth?"

[ertia]

"A sparsely populated one. I can - work my way up, I guess."

[from_scratch]

"Let's go put everything back," says Cam. "How long will it take you to get to the point where you can teleport us to hunt down all the others?"

[ertia]

"Don't know," she says. "But not forever."