The question, as heavy as it was, did not faze Kotomi when she heard it. She turned to the young Captain's comment, likewise unsurprised to hear these comments and questions.
As a matter of fact, by the way Kotomi walked back to aim at the screen, controller in hand, as she materialized a symbol of slavery and death (http://i.imgur.com/l1u9fET.jpg) in the language of the multiverse.
"The multiverse is not alien to enemies that already cross universes. There are empires that profit on this, the absolute control of dimensions and races for their own growth, and dry entire homes to barren wastelands."
Kotomi closed her eyes. The Forerunner, that enemy on the Viraine Mountains, that monster that tried to kill her and failed... were another possibility. She reopened them to continue, memories in the back of her head, replaced with cold analysis.
"The possibility for singular heroes to cross through universes, however, is already available to many of us," Kotomi turned Captain Kirk, "not just in starship engines, currently using experimental technology aboard the UNSC Infinity, but even objects as small as transplants on the back of people's necks, or even just the attention of otherworldly beings.
The screen darkened to Kotomi's next click, the symbol of oppression fading and rusting. "The Combine was crippled by the actions of one hero, who was able to cross through universes, and bring an end to their paths, as they remain stranded on many universes, and numerous heroes with the same power to cross through dimensions hunted down and defeated the heads of the empire, one by one, under his lead."
'Anticitizen One'. Kotomi clutched the books written by that man on her chest.
"That weakness has made them much easier prey." The image materialized to the silhouettes of soldiers, magical girls, and superheros, fighting against the masked forces of oppression. While the amount of people outplaced by the war grew beneath the screen. A dozen, hundred, thousands... "Some of our fellow heroes continue that fight even now. But the question remains regarding the displaced billions by those wars, and more heroes in need of these abilities. People in need of opportunity of new homes. And yet, those people should not be seen as refugees. Our enemies have them, and we should not deny ourselves the use of this technology for the common good."
Kotomi spread her arms. The image behind her brightened, and a portal materializing a lush, green world took place.
"They should be seen as populace, able to create new worlds and homes, use the technologies used for death, now to allow all to grow and prosper."
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As a matter of fact, by the way Kotomi walked back to aim at the screen, controller in hand, as she materialized a symbol of slavery and death (http://i.imgur.com/l1u9fET.jpg) in the language of the multiverse.
"The multiverse is not alien to enemies that already cross universes. There are empires that profit on this, the absolute control of dimensions and races for their own growth, and dry entire homes to barren wastelands."
Kotomi closed her eyes. The Forerunner, that enemy on the Viraine Mountains, that monster that tried to kill her and failed... were another possibility. She reopened them to continue, memories in the back of her head, replaced with cold analysis.
"The possibility for singular heroes to cross through universes, however, is already available to many of us," Kotomi turned Captain Kirk, "not just in starship engines, currently using experimental technology aboard the UNSC Infinity, but even objects as small as transplants on the back of people's necks, or even just the attention of otherworldly beings.
The screen darkened to Kotomi's next click, the symbol of oppression fading and rusting. "The Combine was crippled by the actions of one hero, who was able to cross through universes, and bring an end to their paths, as they remain stranded on many universes, and numerous heroes with the same power to cross through dimensions hunted down and defeated the heads of the empire, one by one, under his lead."
'Anticitizen One'. Kotomi clutched the books written by that man on her chest.
"That weakness has made them much easier prey." The image materialized to the silhouettes of soldiers, magical girls, and superheros, fighting against the masked forces of oppression. While the amount of people outplaced by the war grew beneath the screen. A dozen, hundred, thousands... "Some of our fellow heroes continue that fight even now. But the question remains regarding the displaced billions by those wars, and more heroes in need of these abilities. People in need of opportunity of new homes. And yet, those people should not be seen as refugees. Our enemies have them, and we should not deny ourselves the use of this technology for the common good."
Kotomi spread her arms. The image behind her brightened, and a portal materializing a lush, green world took place.
"They should be seen as populace, able to create new worlds and homes, use the technologies used for death, now to allow all to grow and prosper."