What sparks on his tongue is a fury, a vile and BITTER rage that lashes out but does not touch the woman, the strange creature before him making play at human and falling equally short.  She speaks in tongues, in RIDDLES that force him into circles of questioning.  Always falling back.  Always soaking into the final answer, the same reply, what sheâÂÂs carved into her eyes and what oozes from her tongue when she opens her lips.  I donâÂÂt know.  She is dedication in the FACE OF SOMETHING EVIL, shouting one phrase over and over despite the coaxing knife that presses to her throat.  ( The twitch of his hands, weapons resting on his hips, monsters in the vents. ) Brethren Moons whisper to unhinge his taut, grinding jaw.  Tear her flesh with his nails and break her bones with his teeth until nothing remained beyond his full belly.  That is no solution, no soothing touch.  But his anger R O A R S and his stomach rumbles for hot flesh. Â
Her meager presence could be ignored.  There are slick flesh covered limbs with bone claws to take care of wanderers.  Massive beastlings who watch the planet with their endless eyes, who eat what lands and brings the remnants to their father for inspection.  SHE MATTERS NOT.  What lurches and knots his organs is the unknown, the madness she spills with the lack of comprehension in her face that matches what hides behind his helmet.  He has had enough of blindness.  There have been blinders strapped to his skull, plugs pressed into his ears for years passing thousands in the center of his mind.  What is not a friendly question, what is an imperative that must be found out before it drives him to fury before he SNAPS what makes him question over and over again.
( What are these monsters, what happened to Her, what is this place, what is in my mind, what can I do to stop this, what did they know that we donâÂÂt â )
A single hand extended outwards, holding something small.  Easily unnoticed in a massive scope, but burning in his vision of artificially heated grey metals and her; her unwanted flesh.  âÂÂWho is this message from?â Isaac asks â he snarls, he roars â quiet compared to the howling winds and smashing fragments of snow, of ice against bulletproof windows. âÂÂNo one knows about this place, about me.  No one CAN.  So who the fuck has a message for me, and how the fuck did they know?âÂÂ
Still the message is offered.
Still he keeps his body far from where it hovers.
   âÂÂYou arenâÂÂt leaving.âÂÂ
yes --- something evil. but sheâÂÂs not that something. she KNOWS evil --- it created her . and she knows , also , how no matter what it ruins everything that it touches . her included . every work she spoke burned , and every movement she made , since the moment she was thrown together , burned with shame. when she worked , it was the worst. she did not feel much remorse or guilt for the planets that she helped dismantle , or the lives she helped destroy. but sometimes --- more of what she wanted to be seeped into her , and she was less like them. she wasnâÂÂt evil. or at least , she didnâÂÂt want to me.
maybe , whatever was there , whatever they were doing here , with him , with her , was evil in nature , and itâÂÂs roots were bad . but she didnâÂÂt have anything to do with that. her motives were --- self centered , at best.
this was the most difficult thing in the world . her lips stayed sealed , and her hand stayed out . she would get out of this planet. she didnâÂÂt have a choice . but , regardless , she hadnâÂÂt anticipated it would be this âÂÂŚ chronic . nemesis almost , in the same human fashion , rolled her eyes . it was right there at her . still , she held back. neither the time nor place.
â    this might sound horrible , and might not make you any happier , iâÂÂm sure , but donâÂÂt ask me that.
she wanted to say something along the lines of , donâÂÂt force me to tell you , but she knew that it couldnâÂÂt. she knew in a moments notice she could almost be across the universe if she wanted to be. but something told her leaving this place , like this would have been bad for her . above all else , she wanted to fall off the side of the planet.
â    i have been nothing but truthful with you until now , and i am keeping up that custom , when i tell you cannot answer that.
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