Snippet #2599859

Mosa turned to look and wave at Gelon as he passed by, but before he could see anything, Gelon fired a flare into the sky and said something, though the distance and the raging elements around them prevented him from hearing it clearly. "WHAT?", Mosa yelled back, holding tight onto the piece of debris and Riley.

Megahertz, having been trashed about by the waters, was hyperventilating and barely concious when she was rescued by Ryze and Gelon. She was much more delicate than either of the two, and at this point was just going along, her body and mind exhausted.

Seeing Gelon approach, Mosa nodded. The kid? There was only one kid that Mosa saw on board the Realta Nua (for obvious reasons), and thus, he kept an eye out, his head twisting left and right to hopefully find Cubey's bubble shield. Eventually, he spotted the shield, and with it, the few remaining survivors. "Hold tight.", Mosa whispered to Riley, before pushing his body through the water to join the bubble shield.

Looking about, Mosa spotted Kyra, Gerald, and Graves near the bubble shield. Mosa tilted his head, having a bad feeling about them, but at that moment, they did not have much of a choice. Mosa nodded at them, "Howdy", and waited for Gelon to grant them access into the bubble.

Looking around some more while waiting, Mosa's nose twitched, and he turned his attention onto Byatis and Ophelia sitting on a piece of debris. Mosa glanced at the Graves Trio behind him. "Wait! There's more survivors over there!", he said while pointing at the two. Staring back at them, Mosa waved his enormous arm and bellowed, "HEY YOU GUYS!! OVER HERE!!"

Some of them would be able to see a portion of the ship bursting out of the waters and flying away, thanks to Beatrice, though that escaped Mosa's attention.



-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Well. This was a disaster", an old, gravelly voice mused in front of Beatrice.

Flickering on and off, a holographic transmission from Boris, sitting calmly and sipping a cup of tea. Having lost his everpresent, if low key, smile, Boris glanced out of a window nearby. Eyes narrowed, look grim. He could see the very few survivors having gathered around Gelon's bubble shield. The man chuckled.

"See? I told you Deskovitch would be useful eventually."

Boris placed a cup on his saucer, and took a deep breath, turning back to Beatrice. He looked at her seriously, and sighed. "At the very least, it seems like we have our anti-GEHENNA team."

And soon, Boris' smile returned.