Entry 42
Vault166
Demonic Giggling Crow (Wants the Shiny!)
- Location
- The Vault Of Crows
The glass now empty of it's contents, sans ice slammed into her desk. Misato had to say while she loved her beer, she was very thankful for the Liquor she'd stolen from Gendo's office.
It deffinitlly had the kick needed for her to even glance at the three stapled together report that Magi had printed out for her.
Boy did she regret that, even if it was something necessary for her upcoming meeting.
The very though of opening one sent her heart rate up a bit, and told she wasn't drunk enough just yet. So pouring out another glass from the bottle of hard liquor, and slamming it back she took a breath.
And looked at the three reports, numbered in order of reading and each with it's own pithy title that sent starbursts of irritation through here head.
1: Progenitors, Angels, and what they were originally suppose to do, or how Adam ruined everything for everybody the summarized addition.
2: Giant Robots and you, or why I'm perfectly harmless and mean you no harm.
3: The death of the universe, how it happened, and why fixing it requires kidnapping your planet.
She closed her eyes as she realized she was going to need more alcohol.
So much alcohol.
Admittedly I was expecting this to happen much earlier.
At the very least it took them more than four hours to decide that everyone at nerve needed to die and set the JDF to get the job done. Followed by the UN and every other weapon an resource they had at their disposal. So I guess SEELE had at least some decency, sadly it wasn't enough to fill a thimble.
So giving Lilith a pat on the shoulder, I left her to stare at the blue haired pilot while I set out to wait a couple of hours for the various armies I was going to have to wreck.
I have to give SEELE some credit though, they are really good at hiding the unsanctioned construction of EVA's because that's at very least another ten added to their count of Meat robots that shouldn't exist.
I left the Lance with Lilith, so the question was if I wanted set this up like a robot fight club or if I wanted to just drown them in plasma fire.
Choices, choices, so many things I could do.
AN: Sorry about how short this chapter is but there isn't much I can add to this one.
It deffinitlly had the kick needed for her to even glance at the three stapled together report that Magi had printed out for her.
Boy did she regret that, even if it was something necessary for her upcoming meeting.
The very though of opening one sent her heart rate up a bit, and told she wasn't drunk enough just yet. So pouring out another glass from the bottle of hard liquor, and slamming it back she took a breath.
And looked at the three reports, numbered in order of reading and each with it's own pithy title that sent starbursts of irritation through here head.
1: Progenitors, Angels, and what they were originally suppose to do, or how Adam ruined everything for everybody the summarized addition.
2: Giant Robots and you, or why I'm perfectly harmless and mean you no harm.
3: The death of the universe, how it happened, and why fixing it requires kidnapping your planet.
She closed her eyes as she realized she was going to need more alcohol.
So much alcohol.
Admittedly I was expecting this to happen much earlier.
At the very least it took them more than four hours to decide that everyone at nerve needed to die and set the JDF to get the job done. Followed by the UN and every other weapon an resource they had at their disposal. So I guess SEELE had at least some decency, sadly it wasn't enough to fill a thimble.
So giving Lilith a pat on the shoulder, I left her to stare at the blue haired pilot while I set out to wait a couple of hours for the various armies I was going to have to wreck.
I have to give SEELE some credit though, they are really good at hiding the unsanctioned construction of EVA's because that's at very least another ten added to their count of Meat robots that shouldn't exist.
I left the Lance with Lilith, so the question was if I wanted set this up like a robot fight club or if I wanted to just drown them in plasma fire.
Choices, choices, so many things I could do.
AN: Sorry about how short this chapter is but there isn't much I can add to this one.