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Evidently not. It wasn’t uncommon that Dr. Russell was lost in her thoughts, oblivious to the world around her. It came with the territory, he supposed. She was far more focused on her work than anything else... That was typically the case anyway. Tonight, she was distracted by something far more pressing.

He stared down at Emma passively, as if gauging her response. The silence settled between the two of them, the only noise being the crackling of the radio. Ghidorah didn’t much care for human music, but he supposed this was tolerable enough. 

His center head lowered itself to the ground, gazing at her as best he could through the large window. They had commandeered what had once been a Monarch base for themselves. The observation deck was practically made for a creature his size, and even then it was still slightly cramped. But it allowed him to more easily interact with his prophet. The original staff was long since dead, of course.

His gave penetrated her even through the glass. Ghidorah looked at her like he had no time for this front. He had heard everything. He knew she was upset... And yet he was so proud of her. His right head nodded up and down, while his left head licked the glass. The closest to a sign of affection as he could give like this.

“Just what I could find here,” she replied honestly, picking at the breakfast she made for herself. Half of the food had been eaten, but the more Madison continued with this plan, the less she wanted to eat. But the plan was necessary. The girl couldn’t just let this happen and allow her mother to kill herself in a crazy quest for power. 

And Madison was willing to risk everything for that. 

“...I honestly can’t tell you it’s okay.” Not when Madison gave so much of herself and simply got told to-- It was hard to even think it out loud. “But I don’t want you to avoid taking care of yourself.” And how fucked up was it that she was still taking more care of her Mother than her Mother cared for herself? Even with this kidnapping plan. 

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Upon hearing another approach, Ghidorah let out a hiss and a shake of his tail. Though it quiet down once he realized who it was. The area around them was completely destroyed with various burnt marks everywhere.

“I feel…better.”

Noting his response, Mothra crawled closer, and surveyed the damage. She took a seat before him, and looked up at the middle head.

@kotmuses

Finally, ‘Earth’. That’s what he had called it right, ‘Planet Earth’? Whatever, it just looked like any run-down backwater lump of rock they had been to. Each and every planet, it had been the same. Show up, kill whatever Titans lived on the planet, destroy the population, leave, rinse and repeat. But for some reason... Gigan felt that this time was to be different.

Bursting through the planet’s atmosphere, and plummeting down towards what he had registered to be Ghidorah’s location, the space Titan would land and observe his surroundings. Ugh, an awfully green planet, this. Well, it’d soon change. Rearing his head back, he’d let out his screeching roar, announcing his presence. But to Ghidorah, and other Titans, it’d sound like this;

“Oy vey... I heard boss got his hands on a human, but one as scrawny as you?”

     A Titan like this probably would’ve been intimidating as all get out, what with his generally unfriendly looking appearance, and the fact that those blades on his arms seemed ready to slice and dice at a moments notice. Regardless of that though the Titan would stand there before Emma, that fierce red glow from his visor focusing intently on her with a surprisingly intense scrutiny. “Why’d Ghidorah even go and choose you, eh? Ya don’t seem like much.”

“MEGALON~!” Gigan almost squeals in joy upon seeing his bestie as he’d just rush up to Megalon, grinning as he’d give a ‘high five’ with his sickle-arm clashing with Megalon’s drill-arm. “Hell yea’, it’s me, an’ I’m back an’ badder than evah!” he grins and giggles almost childishly. Being close to Megalon just made him get so giddy!

The war had been hard on Rodan, to say the least. One second, he was slumbering in the comforts of magma and scalding heat, the next he was being led towards Ghidorah and subjugated under him. The rest was a blur, with Rodan being in the passenger’s seat of his own body. He fought the Queen, killed the Queen, fought the King, and nearly died. It was a harrowing experience that haunted his dreams, leaving the Titan restless and unable to heal from the fight.

Speaking of healing, that was another issue on Rodan’s mind. The spot on his shoulder where Mothra had stabbed him remained raw and painful. Despite all his nursing of the wound and all the rest, it wasn’t healing and it was becoming more and more of a pain to deal with. Flying would just make the wound worse, so Rodan was effectively land-bound for the time being. As a result, he was also now spending all his time sulking in Isla de Mara. Occasionally he would venture out to eat unsuspecting livestock, but that was about it. The volcano offered only the steady rumbling of molten rock, but it was the best company he had right now.

Ugh.

Currently, Rodan was perched along the upper part of the mountain. He had just woken up from slumbering from within the depths, a rare occurrence now, so he was taking time adjusting to consciousness again. The smell of fresh meat wafted into the air though, and Rodan found himself scanning through the fading tree line to see what it was.

A human? One foolish enough to have come here, it seemed. Rodan raised a brow, watching her frame carefully. One wrong move and she’d be her lunch.

“For starters I heard from Coleman that exploration of the undersea cavern system is going forward. I know your abilities with sonar equipment will be vital, as well as your understanding of the deep sea ecosystem.” While she spoke Graham sent quick glances. No, of course Emma wouldn’t have the heart to look her in the eye. And Viv didn’t have the heart to fault her. She couldn’t deny there were days she imagined just setting the Titans free, to be done with the politics and the hearings. After all, wasn’t it said it’s better to apologize after doing something than to ask first and never see it done?

A sigh fell from her lips, breaking the monotonous beep of the heart monitor,” Emma...You know, Serizawa used to say ‘we must make peace with the things that hurt us most’.”