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“Gerard.” You get serious as you raise your hand. The noble Judge gives you the word. “Did you relive the trauma of the people of Chi-Athua?”
“Those again?” Rooke recalls that you asked him a similar question. He’s starting to get interested in your fixation on the pod people.
“<span class="mu-i">The Chihuahua people?</span> Excuse me?” Gerard mishears you and disregards all deepness to what occurred to him. “I didn’t see any monstrous beings like those you describe. And even if I did, my suffering was so immeasurable during this torment, I couldn’t give a Scooby Doo(*) about the specifics of those harrowing images.”
In other words, Ghoulzilla is somehow carrying part of the will of Chi-Athua, and this asshole couldn’t have cared less. Great.
“The dark aura emanating from this Ghoulzilla were flames, huh?” Rooke puts it together.
“It is my hypothesis that, at the very least, it was his strong spiritual energy manifesting.” Gerard confirms.
“That’s telling.” Rooke seems to have understood something.
“In what way? Are you starting to understand the complexity of my character and what I went through?” Gerard believes he has given enough hints to show that he’s an incredible human being.
“Nah, I remember when you <span class="mu-i">experienced</span> something similar.” Rooke puts his index finger on Gerard’s sweater.
“And?” The Judge slaps away the man’s finger.
“Bet you were trying to steal that monster’s powers, you rascal.” Rooke grins.
“F-False, I was attempting to tame it. We were in danger. Children were present. You don’t have to create the worst possible narrative about me just out of spite! You need facts!” Gerard feels offended.
“And you didn’t have to lie!” Rooke calls him out!
“Lie?! Isn’t history just the exaggerated truth?!” Gerard doesn’t see it that way.
“It’s fine, Gerard. Thanks for sharing.” Despite him being a dubious source, you thank him.
“You overgrown sprout, you’re not going to get in my good graces just because you’re polite every now and then.” Gerard crosses his arms. “You have much to pay for. And, in time, you will – G-GET YOUR FILTHY HAND AWAY FROM THAT POCKET!”
“...” You move it away since the message has been received.
“Salty ass bitch.” Rooke coughs.
“Silence, traitor.” Gerard retorts with disdain.
“You made that up!” Rooke’s smile goes away.
“Like I said, history is the exaggerated truth!” Gerard has the last laugh.
Cool, you left them at each other’s throats, totally opposed to how you found them. Oh well…
Now it’s really getting late, you’ll probably return to your apartment and hit the bed as soon as you can. Ruby, Bradford Jr., and Suan De must be there by now. And, sadly, you resume School tomorrow… If you decide to stay any longer here, you’re not going to be 100% in the morning.
