Whatever jab the Maverick was trying to make, whatever psychological attack? Doesn't land. What works on Zero does not work on Quint, all instead single-minded focus. Pushing down, and down, and not giving his opponent any ground. Rock wouldn't be so rough. Rock would have hesitated, and he would have agonized. But not Quintet.
"I'm no Megaman. You're right, that my name is Quint. Special Variation Number double-oh-one, one of the MKNs. You're right. Neither of us should exist."
And then he rears back, all at once. Oh, it's with one last shove, and oh, it's clearly calculated all the same. But he rears back, and stands there, Sakugarne growling and imposing behind his back.
Gesturing with that spear at the Maverick's throat, optics narrowed, he snaps, "But we do. We're both still here. Get it? It's a fucking privilege. Taking a new name is, too."
This reploid, this other Zero- Of course he's a threat. Of course Quint isn't stupid. Giving him an out? Isn't smart.
But Sakugarne and the promise of his super adapter is at his back, and he breathes in, and then out. He's no Megaman, no hero. A killer. But you tried to make the world better anyway, right?
"At least I'm doing something with this second chance. I might be a killer, but at least I can choose when to stop. Can you?"
He can give a mech a name. He knows which one this reploid would want, from him. But it's always going to be heavier than just syllables in the mouth.
He can feel how this teeters. Can he make it mean something?
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Date: 2025-03-18 12:41 pm (UTC)Whatever jab the Maverick was trying to make, whatever psychological attack? Doesn't land. What works on Zero does not work on Quint, all instead single-minded focus. Pushing down, and down, and not giving his opponent any ground. Rock wouldn't be so rough. Rock would have hesitated, and he would have agonized. But not Quintet.
"I'm no Megaman. You're right, that my name is Quint. Special Variation Number double-oh-one, one of the MKNs. You're right. Neither of us should exist."
And then he rears back, all at once. Oh, it's with one last shove, and oh, it's clearly calculated all the same. But he rears back, and stands there, Sakugarne growling and imposing behind his back.
Gesturing with that spear at the Maverick's throat, optics narrowed, he snaps, "But we do. We're both still here. Get it? It's a fucking privilege. Taking a new name is, too."
This reploid, this other Zero- Of course he's a threat. Of course Quint isn't stupid. Giving him an out? Isn't smart.
But Sakugarne and the promise of his super adapter is at his back, and he breathes in, and then out. He's no Megaman, no hero. A killer. But you tried to make the world better anyway, right?
"At least I'm doing something with this second chance. I might be a killer, but at least I can choose when to stop. Can you?"
He can give a mech a name. He knows which one this reploid would want, from him. But it's always going to be heavier than just syllables in the mouth.
He can feel how this teeters. Can he make it mean something?
Hope Defiant, let him make this mean something.