God Yet Lives

*Lilith sighs & walks into the hall. Senthose looks at Astarte.*

S"So. How 'bout that Batgirl?"
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*Eventually, the trio hears knocking.*

L"Hello? Are you...you know?"

"Hmm?" Astarte turned to look at Senthose but did not stop tapping on the table. "Did you say something?"

"No," Sab said, "We're decent."

S"Yes. Batgirl. She is a comic hero from America."
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E"No, really, I haven't had a shower in a very long time."
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L"I am taking that as a 'you can come in.'"

*And so she does.*

L"He sent me. Says he has one last thing to do before tomorrow, and that it should take about two or three hours."

"Interesting... I wonder where humans get these ideas..." Astarte turned her gaze back to the ceiling as she spoke. "Do you think Hell will be as hot and firey as I expect?"

Noct frowned, "How disappointing."

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Mortal grabbed Aroma and pulled her closer as if she were a pillow, "I don't wanna go anywhere."

"Mortal, let go of Aroma, and lets get going."

"...Fine."

S"It can't be that hot, if Keter can keep herself groomed there."

*Aroma follows along, beaming.*

L"So what is this about, Senthose?"

S"Well, I have a few plans that will go into effect tomorrow, plans that you need to know about. Is this familiar to ayone?"

*Senthose produces a silver tube from his pocket.*

Astarte shook her head slightly, her attention turned fully to Senthose now.

"Reminds me of quincy shit," Mortal said.

Astarte bristled slightly at the mention of "Quincy", even more disturbed by them than Soul Reapers.

S"Exactly. I took some of Aamon's old Silver Tubes and had that Soul Reaper scientist modify them a bit. My hope is that we can use them to compensate for what we haven't been able to accomplish by using them in conjunction with our own abilities. This was quite difficult for him to pull off, so I am positive that the technology is well beyond Keter's reach."

L"Are these the things you said you were going to have Noah bring when we went to pick up Euryale and Noctis?"

S"Yes. Yes they are."

"We're picking them up? Why can't they come to us?"

"...What exactly does the tube do, though? I'm not clear on that..." Astarte tilted her head slightly, hardly noticing that Mortal had spoken.

"If it is anything like the originals, they blow up spectacularly," Mortal said.

S"They store spirit energy, which can then be used a bit like a Soul Reaper's Kido. And what exactly are the humans supposed to do, open a Garganta? No, once they've arrived back in Japan, we will meet at their dwelling and head to the departure point as a group."

"Wait, where are they now?" Mortal asked.

S"They went on vacation somewhere. Judging from the trajectory of the plane, I assume it was near central America."

L"They went to some place called the Bahamas."

S"Well, there you have it."

"Have we been there?" Mortal asked. Sab shook her head. "Must be a horrible place then."

S"Yes. Humans regularly visit terrible places on vacation. It's a form of Schadenfreude. Also, it is illegal for lesbians to go anywhere nice."

L"Stop making things up."

S"In any case, I have plans on who should fight whom, but we also need a plan for what happens if we're separated."
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*Euryale is presumably washing her hair.*

"Continue on towards Keter? Or find each other?" Astarte suggested.

Noct is lathering up Euryale as a cheap excuse to cop a feel.

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Mortal and Sab just waited for Senthose to finish.

S"Optimally, Sab can reunite the group. But I would expect them to have some method of disabling her teleportation. Even so, it shouldn't be that difficult to regroup, unless they have some way of physically isolating us. It would be best not to exert too much energy outside of battle. So try not to get separated in the first place. If you are, stay in a tight group."

*He points at Sab and Aroma.*

S"Those two are particularly vulnerable. I trust I can rely on Lilith and Mortal to stay with them, at all costs?"
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E"Ahh...you know, I can get rid of dirt easily, but there's nothing quite as refreshing as soap and hot water."

Mortal didn't say anything, figuring it is pretty apparent she would be protecting them in the first place.

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Noct absentmindedly hummed in agreement, still coppin' feels.

E"Uh, Noct, I think my chest is clean now."
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L"Okay, now you said you had plans for who should fight whom?"

S"Yes. Optimally, Noctis and myself should face Malkuth, you Sab and Astarte should fight Netzach, Mortal and Noah can handle Gevurah, Euryale can take out Tipheret, and the rest of them should be fairly easy to mop up. Of course, everyone will be needed to kill Keter."

L"And Mom?"

S"You handle that, naturally."

L"What if things don't go according to plan?"

S"Then you kill them as best as you can. Seduce them and bite out their throats, if you have to."

"What should I know about Netzach?" Astarte asked. "I presume from those of us you've chosen to face him he is a speed-based opponent."