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a_linear_mind posting in
srwu May. 29th, 2014 08:30 pm)
[1]
[During the last mission Strahlend was torn apart, impaled by the claw of a dragon, struck by lightning and crushed into scrap. Despite the damage, the machine somehow returned to the hangar of Alhambra Base in working condition. The medical crews practically leaped onto the machine after it landed. Forcing Willis onto a stretcher and bringing him into the infirmary immediately.
Anyone who visits after the medical team finally finished looking at him would find Willis working at yet another mountain of plates with a single fork in his right hand. The extent of his injuries can be seen on the convenient X-Rays scans posted nearby. Both his legs and left arm were completely crushed and most of his ribs were cracked. In fact, he hasn't even been bandaged up. Apparently he told the medical staff that it would be a waste. The only thing he requested was a large meal. From the large hole in the right side of his undershirt it's easy to tell that the dragon also got a bit of him when it impaled the machine. The fact that he was even conscious made no sense.]
[2] [Exactly one day later]

[Willis is up and about, walking around the base like the previous day never happened. The man had somehow healed up from his injuries bizarrely fast. Considering that his legs were just a mangled mess the previous day, it's a rather miraculous recovery. ]
[3]

[It's late at night and Willis seems to be watching the footage from the later part of the fight with the Kijin and AEG. When the strange crystalline machines show up on the screen Willis' expression noticeably changes into one that can only be described as pure hate.]
They really do act just like...
[Willis manages to catch himself and shakes his head in order to keep himself from thinking about his past.]
[During the last mission Strahlend was torn apart, impaled by the claw of a dragon, struck by lightning and crushed into scrap. Despite the damage, the machine somehow returned to the hangar of Alhambra Base in working condition. The medical crews practically leaped onto the machine after it landed. Forcing Willis onto a stretcher and bringing him into the infirmary immediately.
Anyone who visits after the medical team finally finished looking at him would find Willis working at yet another mountain of plates with a single fork in his right hand. The extent of his injuries can be seen on the convenient X-Rays scans posted nearby. Both his legs and left arm were completely crushed and most of his ribs were cracked. In fact, he hasn't even been bandaged up. Apparently he told the medical staff that it would be a waste. The only thing he requested was a large meal. From the large hole in the right side of his undershirt it's easy to tell that the dragon also got a bit of him when it impaled the machine. The fact that he was even conscious made no sense.]
[2] [Exactly one day later]
[Willis is up and about, walking around the base like the previous day never happened. The man had somehow healed up from his injuries bizarrely fast. Considering that his legs were just a mangled mess the previous day, it's a rather miraculous recovery. ]
[3]
[It's late at night and Willis seems to be watching the footage from the later part of the fight with the Kijin and AEG. When the strange crystalline machines show up on the screen Willis' expression noticeably changes into one that can only be described as pure hate.]
They really do act just like...
[Willis manages to catch himself and shakes his head in order to keep himself from thinking about his past.]
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Well, if you already look like this when you're 10 I can't wait until you hit puberty.
[It doesn't seem like the latter part there bothered him at all. There's...an overwhelming sense of danger coming from Willis.]
I've never dated a 10 year old Evil Overlord who's very mature for her age before, but I guess there's a first for everything.
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Then here's hoping there'll be a first for you cluing people into what your deal is too. If you have information about those crystal things, information that could be the difference between life and death of someone here... I don't want it kept away from us just because someone wants to be cutesy.
Besides...
What with the fact my only income is what I can get from my blog, I won't say no to a free dinner.
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It's a date then.
[Even if it was basically like Mizuki taking a bullet for the team.]