Scenario:Home Sweet Moon - Processing... Overclocked - Chapter 2: Point of No Return - Episode 2
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Home Sweet Moon - Processing... Overclocked - Chapter 2: Point of No Return - Episode 2
Heisenberg makes contact with Eustace, showing him a mysterious little machine that can destroy Diaspora. Eustace, for some reason, goes into a daze upon seeing a demonstration of the weapon in action.
Gwynne: Will this really pan out?
Beatrix: You talking about Eustace and Flamek?
Gwynne: He can be really calm... Or more like cold, to the point of being a bully sometimes...
Gwynne: I have trouble imagining him bursting with emotion.
Zeta: You're not alone. He keeps a poker face on even when he's pissed.
Beatrix: Wow, I can already feel his quiet fury! You could say he's the silent but deadly type!
Vaseraga: His outpouring of emotion for the release trigger doesn't necessarily have to be big and explosive.
Lyria: Now that you mention it, there's so much more to emotion than just screaming in excitement or crying with joy.
Vyrn: If you put it that way, Sourpuss has plenty of emotion—he just doesn't show it outwardly.
Lyria: Haha. When you're together with someone for a long time, you start to get a sense of what they're feeling even if they don't put it into words.
Zeta: It's you guys that changed him. All the time with your crew has made him more social.
Beatrix: That's my impression too. The Eustace from way back was a lot more... How should I put it... Self-centered, maybe?
Beatrix: He had a nasty glare and showed zero interest in anyone else!
Vaseraga: People do change after all.
Ilsa: The change in Eustace is reflected in the way he fights as well.
Ilsa: Flamek was originally meant to be used in large outdoor spaces, as a weapon that could take down powerful primal beasts in a single shot.
Ilsa: Eustace handled all his first missions solo, so that no one would get hurt in the cross fire.
Beatrix: Hey, taking a few jolts of lightning from Flamek was never a problem for me!
Zeta: You sure didn't look okay every time that happened...
Ilsa: By Embrasque's very nature, adversity makes you more powerful, Beatrix. That's why you were paired with Eustace as a test case.
Beatrix: Huh? What's this about me being a test case!
Ilsa: ...
Things sure have changed since then.
Things sure have changed since then.
Lyria: Eustace fights well with anyone now.
Vyrn: He's been a huge help to the crew in plenty of battles.
Zeta: He sure has. Learning to control his power output and scope of attack has definitely paid off.
Vaseraga: Even I find myself expecting his fire support lately.
Ilsa: Flamek was never meant to provide cover fire in group battles.
Vaseraga: Eustace really put in the work to be able to use Flamek in a variety of situations.
Ilsa: The catch being that it could be working against him now.
Zeta: Ah... I see what you mean.
Zeta: The more he tries to control Flamek to cater to the specific situation, the more Flamek strays from its original destructive power.
Gwynne: Oh, the irony...
Beatrix: No way... How could all the hard work Eustace put in just backfire like that!
Lyria: I can't believe things turned out this way... Eustace has helped us out so much!
Vaseraga: Don't fret, Lyria; there's hope yet. I wouldn't say all his effort has gone to waste entirely.
Ilsa: Armored Chicken's right. All experience in battle strengthens us in one way or another.
Ilsa: Yet this is still a hurdle that Eustace will have to overcome.
Vyrn: If only we could do somethin' to help...
Recalling something from earlier, (Captain) speaks up.
Choose: About Eustace's right eye...
Ilsa: His right eye? What about it?
Vyrn: We noticed it when we were fighting that lone Otherworldly automagod in town...
Beatrix: It surprise attacked him from his right, but he was slow to react. I've never seen Eustace like that.
Lyria: That's why we were wondering if something happened to his right eye.
Ilsa: I'm not sure myself. He seems able to see okay, but there might be something he hasn't told us.
Beatrix: Then again, Eustace was never the type to open up about himself.
Beatrix: He's been with the Society for what feels like forever, but I know next to nothing about the time he spent under Ronan.
Zeta: I do get the feeling he holds some sort of grudge against the Foe though.
Vaseraga: We all have something in our past we'd rather not talk about.
Ilsa: True...
Ilsa: Anyhow, we'll just have to hope Eustace is able to work things out and come around.
Ilsa: Besides, you all have your own tasks to attend to. There's no time to waste.
Ilsa: Remind yourself what it is you have to do and get to work, everyone!
Meanwhile...
Eustace: Ronan, respond. Eustace here... Do you copy?
Eustace, having left the base, tries to initiate contact with Ronan via his transceiver.
Eustace: No response...
Breathing a small sigh, he reaches for Flamek in one swift, graceful motion.
Eustace: ...
Feeling a nearby presence, Eustace points his gun toward the brush behind him.
Eustace: Come out.
Heisenberg: ...
Eustace: Heisenberg... Didn't know you were still in the area...
Eustace: You've got guts to be prowling about, knowing that our base is here.
Heisenberg: You misunderstand me. I don't have a care in the world for my own safety.
Heisenberg: All I've ever done is for the people of the skies.
Eustace: I've heard enough. Heisenberg, I'll be hauling you off to our base.
Eustace: You're free to try selling your excuses and spreading your ideas in there.
Heisenberg: I humbly comply. I'll answer any questions the others may have.
Heisenberg: But before that, I'd like to have a one-on-one conversation with you.
Eustace: ...
Eustace: Why don't you talk to Ronan? He's been looking for you.
Heisenberg: I would, if he were willing to listen. It's a bit complicated when the two of us have known each other for so long.
Heisenberg: Ronan now sees me as nothing more than a member of the Foe.
Eustace: I don't know why you think I'd disagree with him.
Eustace: There's no doubt you're a foe who needs to be dealt with.
Heisenberg: Be that as it may, I'm taking a gamble that you're more capable of seeing the bigger picture compared to that stick-in-the-mud.
Eustace: ...
Heisenberg: In that base of yours, your word holds the same amount of weight as Ilsa's.
Heisenberg: As long as you're willing, I can show you the light you need to protect the Sky Realm and its people.
Heisenberg: I was lucky to find you here. Time's running out. But if we start now, there's hope yet.
Eustace: ...
Heisenberg pays no heed to the gun still being trained on him.
Heisenberg: Days ago, it was only a potential concern, but it appears the thirteenth automagod is finally on the move.
Heisenberg: I may have mentioned this before, but the thirteenth is unlike any other moon weapon.
Heisenberg: Even Central Axis deemed that anything made beyond this creation would be a waste of resources.
Heisenberg: It's practically impossible for skydwellers, as they are now, to destroy Diaspora.
Heisenberg: Do you realize what a desperate situation this is for the skies?
Eustace: I'm not accepting questions. Get to the point.
Heisenberg: Hah... I thought you might say that. Very well.
Heisenberg: I have a way to destroy the thirteenth automagod.
Eustace: Why should I believe you?
Heisenberg: It's faster if I show you.
Something wrapped in cloth is tucked under Heisenberg's arm. He places the bundle on the ground.
Eustace: Don't move!
Heisenberg: Why is it so hard for you to understand that I have no intention of harming you?
Heisenberg: You can keep the gun pointed at me. But I need you to see this.
Heisenberg reaches into the bundle and takes out a metallic fragment the size of his palm.
Eustace: Is that... from an automagod?
Heisenberg: Correct. A piece of its armor, to be precise.
Heisenberg then unwraps the bundle entirely to reveal a strangely shaped machine.
Heisenberg: I'm going to activate it on the lowest power setting. It's going to get a bit bright.
Eustace: ...!
The automagod plating on the ground crumbles away in a flash of light.
Eustace: It can't be...
His eyes widening in surprise, Eustace quivers in horror.