Moments of Epsilon

[Creator_Drake]

"Well, that guy is human, as much as some people don't think he is. No one really knows his name but most just call him the Joker. The guy is literally insane and the worse thing about him is that he's both persuasive and can talk a crazy kind of sense. He finds everything a joke, society, rules, he just wants to creat chaos and anarchy. Thankfully he isn't super human so the last few times he and Master tangoed he was caught pretty quickly. The bad thing is that in that world both the Hero's and even the God ruling over the realm told Master that he couldn't kill the Joker, saying he was part of the balance there. I just call bullshit."

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"I'll say. Haven't faced chaos that bad since my first stint in 40K, but the things there didn't her corruption. I'm just glad the bitch is dead, with the highest respects to Sukube of course. Even if the time magic wasn't fucking with my abilities, I actually don't know how I'd fare. Sure, give me enough time and enough encounters and I might be able to pull something off, but the question is whether I'd last long enough survive the encounter to heal and get stronger." He rubbed his face as he sat down beside The Author.

"Despite the circumstances its good to see you again, and thanks for checking up on me. The changes with Mary though, they have to deal with the amount of spirit energy that she channeled right? Wait, I mean of course it is and yet...is it because of how...how should I put it...Mary like her mother are Light based for-no that's not it...arg! Dammit I hate it when I'm this tired, can't think straight. What happened? Because of what I did to the bond?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary nodded in agreement. "That really only applies to beings that are forces of nature," she said. "There is a balance, but it would be filled by a different killer after the one in question was destroyed. I can understand the heroes' moral reasons, but..." She shook her head. "To allow such things to live is folly, at best."

Myriad frowned. "Well, whatever it was, I don't wanna face him. I have enough problems facing Pokegirl Clowns..." she said, sighing. "I also have this weird image of a big guy in a red cape with tears flowing down his face punching a hole in the guy's chest..." She shook her head, confused. "What about the others?"

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"Partially," the Author admitted. "Pokegirls are extremely social creatures. They NEED other people. Once bonded, it's considered one of the greatest cruelties to try and block it, for whatever reason..." He sighed. "Chronos will reiterate some of this. Anyway, as for her apperance change... That can be attributed to Sukebe's genius. Their bodies can react to certain types of stimuli, which is why some can evolve simply through exposure to certain types of energy-charged stones. Most likely the stress of her Recognition-level bond caused the recoloring. Scars upon her soul reflected physically."

[Creator_Drake]

Mary nodded in agreement. "That really only applies to beings that are forces of nature," she said. "There is a balance, but it would be filled by a different killer after the one in question was destroyed. I can understand the heroes' moral reasons, but..." She shook her head. "To allow such things to live is folly, at best."

"I hear you on that sister. It's especially bad when you have heros and villains almost as numerus as pokegirl types in that realm, it's very big on the whole good vs evil stint." Niri sighedin exhasperation, remembering the one time she joined him in meeting the Justice League which was also the first and only time she had met Lobo, asshole wouldn't staring at her until Drake beat the shit out of him for a good 3 hours. Course he would have gone further had Superman and that one green guy hadn't separated them; Lobo was in intensive care for about 6 months last she checked.

Myriad frowned. "Well, whatever it was, I don't wanna face him. I have enough problems facing Pokegirl Clowns..." she said, sighing. "I also have this weird image of a big guy in a red cape with tears flowing down his face punching a hole in the guy's chest..." She shook her head, confused. "What about the others?"

"So long as Master doesn't take you with him to Gotham City in that realm you never will. As for the guy in the red cape, That sounds like Superman to me, althought, I've heard of him killing anyone. The guy's the ultimate boy-scout doing all he can NOT to kill anyone. Then again, I have no clue how many versions of that realm Master's been to, so its possible." It was something that always gives her a headache, even now; the thought of a vast, endless set of multiverses spanning... She shook her head, now wasn't the time.

"As for the other 2, that mass of limbs with eyes and mouths kinda matches Master's description of some of the Eldritch Horror's he's seen, that was before I met him however so I can't really help too much more there. Either that or some of the times he's tried to tango with Chaos...which reminds me that I should probably explain some of Drake's weaknesses, few that we know of so far." She mused while gazing at her sleeping master ho appeared perfectly content to sleep in the chair...

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"Partially," the Author admitted. "Pokegirls are extremely social creatures. They NEED other people. Once bonded, it's considered one of the greatest cruelties to try and block it, for whatever reason..." He sighed. "Chronos will reiterate some of this.

He sighed in further resignation knowing the Author probably wouldn't like it, rubbing a hand over his face.

"I kinda figured with how central the bond is to any pokegirl, whether it be here, Prime or any other variation. I didn't know it could be done until it happened by accident nearly 2 months ago when I took Niri with me one time. Some bastard got lucky early on in my time there and blew my head clean off with some energy weapon, would've hit Niri in the heart had I not pushed her out of the way. Next 5 minutes are blank until I get up and wake to bloody carnage. Niri had gone to town on the poor bastards and was slamming the head of the guy that shot me into the ground." Shaking his head he laughed without mirth.

"Niri actually broke my back when she saw me standing there as if I hadn't just lost me head; course that was after she had punched me so hard in the face she broke my jaw and made me spit out half my teeth. Course that actally wasn't when the block happened, that was later on by about a week when I had a javelin shot through my chest. Naturally I had gone into shock from the blow being the first time it happened in the realm, and I guess my want to not have Niri feel the effects herself got my partners to respond accordingly. After releasing the block I talked with my partners and Niri about it, course again it was after Niri clocked my head good. The recent stint in the Clocktower is the second time it's ever happened."

Anyway, as for her apperance change... That can be attributed to Sukebe's genius. Their bodies can react to certain types of stimuli, which is why some can evolve simply through exposure to certain types of energy-charged stones. Most likely the stress of her Recognition-level bond caused the recoloring. Scars upon her soul reflected physically."

He stared at The Author a moment as his face scruntched up.

"Oh god-dammit!" The yell startled ther girls there but were quickly pacified. Anger and guilt was easily seen as he rubbed a hand over his face again.

"And with how fucking long it takes for those kind of scars to fade...Fuck!"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"So long as Master doesn't take you with him to Gotham City in that realm you never will. As for the guy in the red cape, That sounds like Superman to me, although, I've never heard of him killing anyone. The guy's the ultimate boy-scout, doing all he can NOT to kill anyone. Then again, I have no clue how many versions of that realm Master's been to, so its possible." It was something that always gives her a headache, even now; the thought of a vast, endless set of multiverses spanning... She shook her head, now wasn't the time.

"As for the other 2, that mass of limbs with eyes and mouths kinda matches Master's description of some of the Eldritch Horror's he's seen, that was before I met him however so I can't really help too much more there. Either that or some of the times he's tried to tango with Chaos...which reminds me that I should probably explain some of Drake's weaknesses, few that we know of so far." She mused while gazing at her sleeping master ho appeared perfectly content to sleep in the chair...

Mary nodded in agreement. "Yes," she said. "To better learn how to protect our Master, we must know this." She clenched her fists tightly.

Myriad smirked. "Down, Rover," she said. "I agree with you on this, but there's no reason to go all Limbec Knights on us."

Mary winced. "Don't even kid about that..."

Myriad laughed. "Sorry, sorry..."

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He stared at The Author a moment as his face scrunched up.

"Oh god-dammit!" The yell startled the girls there but were quickly pacified. Anger and guilt was easily seen as he rubbed a hand over his face again.

"And with how fucking long it takes for those kind of scars to fade...Fuck!"

"Calm down," the Author said. "You won't do yourself or your girls any good by punishing yourself." He sat back in his chair, sighing. "Besides, that would defeat the purpose of why I brought you here."

[Creator_Drake]

Niri sighed at the exchange hsaking her head before grabbing their attention.

"Alright girls settle down. Master's weaknesses are few few that we know of, but they royally fuck with his adaptation nonetheless. The biggest threat is Time Magic and anything that can send him through time. His Adaptation acts up as if somethings wrong when he's completely fine, so whenever he tries to adapt to that kind of time change it always fails. And considering the fact that he can only make one adaptation at a time, this is pretty bad." It wasn't until Drake had gotten his Shinigami abilities, as he told her, that the danger of time lessoned a little though he basically had to deal without his adaptation until he was back in the original point in time he entered the realm in.

"If something else is effecting him at the same time odds are almost a third of the time the adaptation will switch priorities and deal with the other issue then go straight back to dealing, and failing with time. Now the next most dangerous would be raw Chaos. Not as bad as time in the fact that it doesn't stop his ability to adapt, but more to the fact that he can only adapt to the after effects Chaos causes and not the source itself. That and it usually makes his adaptation work almost half the time... just wish he wasn't sealed like this. I mean I understand the reasons why but giving him such a handycap..." She stood from the bed as a slight frown appeared on Drake's face before he calmed. Kneeling on the side of the chair her smile held a touch of sadness as she stroked his hair reminding her he needed a shower as soon as he woke up.

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"I know..." He took a moment to settle himself before looking at Deus all business.

"So has anything changed? Or is anything going to happen soon?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

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The Author sighed. "By the rules of engagement that Gods live under, I cannot tell you anything directly. The most I can say is that your encounters with the Four Horsewomen will only leave you worried about how the battle with Donovan will go."

The deity lay back in his chair. "For now, rest. Enjoy the dream, as dozens of beautiful Pokegirls attend your needs. My Haremverse is a place for pleasure, and you will need the rest for the days to come."

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Mary nodded, listening intently to Niri's words. "Are there any ways to help bolster Master to negate the weaknesses?"

[Creator_Drake]

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Drake sighed as he crossed his arms. Nodding his head knowingly.

"Right, almost forgot about that rule. I've only got 4 questions then I'll leave you to your business. First, out of the Primes I've yet to meet which is the most tempermental that I'll have to be careful of? Second, could you warn me which Primes are nearing their reproduction cycle? I know Elohim's isn't for another year as Mary told me, I just want to know so that if its soon I can talk with them first and get it out of the way. Or if its happening now I can hold of meeting them until they've found a suitable partner. As appealing as laying with one of the Primes might sound, no offence to them but I don't want to involve a knocked up Prime in the fight with Donovan if I can help it." He shook his head, gathering his thoughts as he knew this next question could be a bit touchy, but he had to at least ask.

"I know part of the deal for my entry was to keep my power sealed as is. What I'm asking is in the event of dire need and one or 2 possible scenarios, may I undo the seal a bit? Not completely of course but a smidge bit more. I know that with how everything is here the focus is on training my girls and making them stronger, that I can do no problem as I am now. But if facing those monsters and devilbrung again....only if its required. As for the possible scenarios..." He tried to think of a better way to explain but shrugged.

"I'm just getting the feeling that 1 or 2 of the Primes only give respect to tamers for their own battle skill...that and I figured War Prime would be up for a spar regardless." He laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his head with a sheepish grin.

"As for the last question...for my dream could it just be my girls and I? I mean no offence but unless its the girls I'm with and going to be with, I'm not that comfortable with more than that..."

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Niri sighed at the question, despite how good a question it was.

"Honestly? The only thing we can do is make sure he doesn't get hit by either of those. I meant what I said about Time and raw Chaos, he can't adapt to them. He's tried to find solutions himself but nothing's come up. He's fine against practically everything else, its just those 2....and the third..." It took her a moment to realise what she said and when it did she quickly looked at Mary and Myriad with wide eyes.

"I just said that aloud didn't I? Ahh fuckberries." Her mannerisms reminded the pair again of familiarity, familiair to someone they all knew...

[Fanfic Fetishist]

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Mary just chuckled, shaking her head. Niri was truly the Alpha of this Harem. She even had some of the Master's mannerisms. Still, the comment was cause for concern.

"What is this third?" Mary asked, her tone non-confrontational, but still one that would brook no beating around the bush.

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The Author chuckled. "Sometimes I forget that mortals and demi-immortals aren't as perverse as I am," he said. "Very well, just your three girls that you have for now shall attend to your needs. As for your other questions... All the Legendaries are on the same breeding cycle, so you have little to worry about in the way of impregnating them. That may not stop them from flirting with you or even attempting to bed you, though. You've already met the one with the shortest temper, although Macavity's moods vary... well, every few seconds, really."

The Author glanced down at the seal and sighed. "Yes. If the situation requires it and any backup that comes is inefficient, you may unseal it. I'll... try to arrange one of the Primes to have a pocket dimension set up for you to train in."

He chuckled. "As for the Legendaries, well... You've got that right, at least. Keep this in mind, and everyone you ask will tell you this... War cheats. She cheats almost as much as Macavity does. You want a fair fight? Talk to Menhit."

[Creator_Drake]

Blushing a light purple from her slip, Niri sighed in reluctance. She didn't want to say anything about this, not when Drake wasn't awake. Sure he never said it was a touchy subject but from his description... She shook her head. She was caught and had to tell now.

"Alright. The third thing isn't a weakness really, so we don't really have to worry about it. Also before I say anything else, do note that the events that I'm about to tell you happened over a year before my meeting with Drake. The third thing..." She bit her lip and looked over at Drake, his face turned towards her. It held a slight smile, a mere upturn of the lips but she could feel nothing negative from the bond. She sighed again, mentally asking for forgiveness. She then looked at both Mary and Myriad in turn.

"The third thing is something Drake usually never brings up unless asked, and is actually pretty open about it. It was actually the first time Drake found something he couldn't adapt to, and from what he's told me the result of it put him in far worse pain than what Typhonna did. Remember what I said about his adaptation, the one time it stopped working? This was then event that it happened." She took a deep breath and stared hard at the other 2, more serious then the others had seen her.

"The third thing, and first thing that Drake can't adapt is Omnipotence."

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He sighed in relief about the truth of the breeding cycle, that made things SO much easier on him. Although he'll probably go see Macavity first just to get it over with. He still had to apologise for that Nip Bomb incedent. He smiled briliantly at The Author from the permission given.

"Thank you De-heh Author, I do appreciate it. I'll keep to my word though, only in dire situations, when training and when fighting Primes like War and Menhit." When he heard that bit about War though, he couldn't help but bark out laughing. He laughed so hard his eyes teared up.

"Hehe-sorry sorry. Hoo, oh man I needed that. Thing is, hehe, I've fought with another who was the incarnation of War and from what I understand? Any tactic that can be used to put your opponent at a disadvantage is a legitament one. That's why when I fight War it'll be no rules, just not to the death. I wouldn't be surprised about her doing every dirty trick she could to take me down, not limited to mule kicking me in the nuts, throwing sand in my eyes, flashing me randomly and so forth, hell I'm expecting that. Menhit on the other hand I'll fight to whatever rules placed, I'm fine with either. The only worry I've got is that I'd remind them too much of Donovan, with my adaptation and all."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

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"Omnipo..." Myriad started, her jaw dropping. "What the hell has Master faced over the years?"

Mary fidgeted. Drake's memories were steadily leaking over to her as their Recognition bond became more solidified. She had a vague idea of this encounter, and the knowledge of it was making her uncomfortable...

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The Author looked vaguely offended at first, but once he realized he wasn't being laughed, he relaxed. He nodded at him, chuckling. "Well, it's nice to know you'll be looking for it. It may not help, but hey, anything you can get, right? And..." His expression soured. "I wouldn't worry about you reminding them of Donovan. He is in a class by himself."

[Creator_Drake]

"You have no idea." She stood up and sat beside Mary once more; they didn't have a bond but she could tell from looking at her that she was getting uncomfortable. She knew that as they talked even Myriad would start to feel the same. Hopefully Drake would wake up soon so he culd help Mary himself, but for now wrapped an arm around the new red-head's shoulders.

"The realm where this happened...it's more warlike than anything you can imagine. He calls it the 40K, short for Warhammer 40K, and in that realm war has been going on the Galactic scale for tens of thousands of years. Humans are just one faction amung about a dozen, calling themselves the Imperium of Man. Of course this is all from what Drake has told me since he'll never take me to that realm. when I asked him he told me and I quite:"

'Niri, if you EVER follow me the next time I go there myself, I will knock you out and bring you back immediately. And to push the lesson home you will be forbidden from giving me blowjobs for a month, and during that month all tamings will be done doggy-style and just enough to make sure you don't go feral.' She shivered from the memory, having never seen him that serious before.

"I never asked again after that and for good reason too, cause in Drake's home realm the happenings of the 40K are nothing more than a table-top game made of strategies, dice roles and painted figurines. I thought he was joking at first but as an assignment he instructed me to read up on all the factions, their histories and how the hell they were so dangerous, to help cement my reading skills and comprehension. Reading through those books and guides was like an extended car crash, I wanted to stop but I just kept reading, the realisation soon dawning on me just how serious Drake was. And that's not the crazy thing. Drake didn't get his partners until AFTER his time in the 40k; so he fought there with only his adaptation and whatever weapons he could use from that realm." She chuckled with little mirth.

"As for how I know, I remember the first month I was with Drake after I was given to him. After the first month Drake suddenly came back after one of his trips carrying those swords for the first time. As for what he faced...it coincides with those reptile-insect things you saw in his aura, Myriad. While our Master knows the strife of war, this race is something that he made his PERSONAL mission to completely eradicate from existance, and he was actually making good on that mission too until..." She took a moment and glanced at him, finding that he still slept soundly on the chair.

"This faction in the 40K is one of the few that threatens every race in that realm, something that consumes entire planets of biomass in order to feed its never ending hunger, and I'm not joking on that part. These things are called Tyranids, and be glad they don't exist anywhere else."

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He nodded in agreement rather easily despite everything. Smiling with confidence, but understanding.

"I know, as confident as I say things, I won't underestimate Donovan, or his own abilities. If only I can get the Primes to believe me, then again actions speak louder than words." He then perked up, suddenly remembering something.

"Hold the phone, I've heard a good number of the Primes but I got one question, did Sukube bring about one that was Dragon based?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

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After this explanation, Myriad and Mary could only stare at Miri, a mix of horror at what the Tyranids were and relief that they were not in this reality flowing through them.

"OKAY," Myriad said, visibly shivering. "I think we need some time to sleep on all this."

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The Author nodded. "Indeed. The five-headed Empress of Dragons, Tiamat Prime," he said. "Interesting one she is. Why do you ask?"

[Creator_Drake]

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Niri gave a quick nod to the pair, releasing a small yawn.

"That would be best, Drake can explain the rest tomorrow, probably as he's cleaning up. For the moment we should just get ourselves comfortable. Mary, we'll sleep on either side of him on the bed and Myriad? It'd probably be best if you slept on top of him tonight just incase of nightmares." Standing from the bed she gently picked up the man she loved but worried for more than anything. He had told her that he would be going back to 40K in order to finish the work he started...alone. She understood why, but it still did nothing to assure her worry. Sighing she put it from her mind, turning to face the bed.

"Well then, let's get ourselves some shut eye girls."

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He shrugged with a sheepish grin.

"What can I say, Dragons are awesome and smexy dragons are even better. I'm just trying to think of different areas I need to cover with Donovan's group, and having a dragon type would help no matter what you do. Although I still need a good maic or speed type to counter his Alicorn though..."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary nodded, helping Niri get Drake into bed. She folded her wings up, the ebony feathered appendages laying slightly off of the bed as she lay down next to Drake, looking into Niri's face with worry, sensing her concern. She sighed and snuggled up to her Master, closing her eyes.

Myriad got into bed and gently lay on top of him, shivering slightly at the memory of everything she'd been told. She shook her head, deciding to trust in her new Master. She couldn't take it if she was abandoned again, and he seemed like her best hope of avoiding that. Although he did break their bond earlier... She put it out of her head. Her Master was a good guy. He'd never leave her behind.

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"Keep in mind," the Author said, "That in my world, dragons have no specific elemental strengths over other breeds. They are simply another type of animal Pokegirls can be. But the dragons do tend to be powerful, yes." He stroked his beard thoughtfully. "Well, you have a Pokedex now. I'm sure you'll be able to look up good breeds. Yami Bake ghost warriors can also create temporary seals on powers, too."

[Creator_Drake]

As if sensing the discontent, Drake arms moved as the girls snuggled into him. The one between himself and Niri came up and drapped itself over the small of Myriad's back. His other hand found Mary's and held on, fingers entwining themselves.

Niri caught it all as she stroked his hair gently. While she wanted to be annoyed that one of his hands wasn't on her, his upper arm somehow wedged itself into her cleavage so she couldn't complain. With a smile she closed her eyes, the last of the quartet and soon, the room was filled with nothing but the sounds of soft breathing...

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"Thanks for the tip, didn't know how you had the Dragons done so I was just curious." At the mention of the Yami Bake his face went flat and held an accusing glance.

"You're just trying to set me up with Natsume....and I hate the fact that it might be working..." Shaking his head with a sigh he gave Deus a small smile as he laid back, Haremverse versions of his girls popping us.

"Last thing, how pissed is Macavity still over the Nip Bomb incedent?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

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"I protect those that visit my realm," the Author said. "A sealer could come in handy for some of Donovan's more... exotic abilities."

"As for Macavity..." the Author chuckled. "Well, she's never one to hold grudges, barring Mainframe almost killing her that one time. The scars should have healed by now so she should be her normal bizarre self."

[Creator_Drake]

"So expect the unexpected without having to worry much about a grudge...ok" He yawned as his girls entwined themselves around him much like in the waking world. Eyes drooping he gazed at The Author in a squint.

"Thanks for the tip with...the Yami Bake...wonder how she'll take to my...training...and how she'll evolve..."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

The Author smirked, manifesting a few girls on his throne while Drake drifted off. "That you'll have to see for yourself. Now sleep. And dream of peace and love. And share that love with your girls..."

[Creator_Drake]

He raised an arm and gave the god a thumbs up before it came to rest upon Dream-Myriad's back.

"Way ahead of ya...buddy..." Closing his eyes he thought back of home, and the garden he and Niri were cultivating. This time Mary and Myriad were there as well, each wearing a tastful 2-piece bikini, giggling and laughing happily as they worked and played, Niri splashing them with the hose.

Both in the dreamverse and the waking world Drake smiled in content, the feeling flooding the bonds with his girls as his calm aura bathed them all. Niri smiled as she felt the change; it was nothing like what happened earlier. Like the blankets that covered them his energy felt warm, inviting and comforting. He had turned his head a bit towards her, with the Leviathan resting her head against his own.

She got slight flashes in her own dreams, of them all working in the garden back home. When she woke she'd know it all came from Drake, especially when Natsume came in with a very skimpy 2-piece, skimpier than her own or Mary's. But she would wonder...

Who was the woman in the chinese dress with a seal on her head?

[Fanfic Fetishist]

The night passed without incident, peaceful dreams coming to all inhabitants, even Chronos after she had cleaned up all the time distortions. THe only one who wasn't restful was Natsume, who found herself thinking, her mind wandering to Drake...

In the morning, once everyone had woken up, four trays with steaming breakfast, scrambled eggs, thick bacon, thick sausage patties, thick french toast, and milk for Niri and Drake, a vegetarian meal with milk for Mary, and a glass of liquified emotional energy for Myriad.

Next to the trays was a note in Chronos's handwriting, saying 'come see me when you're ready.'