Binding Song

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Given its mental faculties, Melia was more than capable of multitasking. It was monitoring, plotting, acting and maintaining a vigil of the periphery all at once. Not that this was a surprise since it literally was a gunboat, but it was still an enthusing thought. It focused on the task at hand, once the shields of Nycto's spatial had dropped.

Once the last energetic effects of the barrier had subsided, Melia immediately began to focus upon the craft. It took note of where Nycto's human form was aboard the craft, and repositioned itself into a vantage point suitable to conduct its most unusual form of surgery. It moved alongside the fighter, to near point blank range.


"Patience. We must be delicate. Shed the harmful thoughts. Achieve tranquility."

It was truly an interesting duality. On one side, Melia was coaxing Nycto into a more calmed, entranced and receptive state, necessary to facilitate the coming growth. At the same time, it prepared to exact precision violence against the hull of the Spatial. Its form began to illuminate, somewhere between its resting position and its all out genocidal state. No doubt some alarms within the ship would begin to start whining when Melia directed a low-intensity energy beam into the upper hull plating of the main cockpit. It would take some time for the carefully applied force to do what it needed to do.

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