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ɢ ᴀ ᴍ ᴏ ʀ ᴀ. ([personal profile] godslay) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs 2018-08-02 09:15 pm (UTC)

[ It's a lot to take in – and that's putting it mildly. Gamora is used to her own shade of unkillable nightmares, of beings with more power than anyone should rightfully have, but this... this is something else.

She only looks away from Richie to examine the photograph, the horror on the little boys' faces, the eyeless monster of a twisted child. She briefly takes note of Richie's younger self, with his big glasses and big teeth, until the picture is turned and the image hidden away to bore holes in the table.

She doesn't pull back when Richie leans in, barely touching her forehead – a vague brush of contact that she allows – with no question or reprimand. It's almost funny how readily she accepts that something like this creature could exist, whatever it is and however it functions, but instead of rejecting it, she wants to know how to deal with it.

Or, well, maybe they don't have to. Maybe that was some mercy of the Storm, that it's banished this monster and left it without a host or home. ]


But it's stopped now.

[ She says this carefully, slowly. ]

It would have been destroyed along with your Earth, wouldn't it?

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