[The words of the Sisters, though still remaining emotionless, grow in a cacophony until all twenty thousand of them are speaking or firing off lightning. It's a calculated attack, maybe even worse than trying to cause physical injury. Why risk injury to yourself when your can mentally break down the enemy instead?
Even when Donnie's arms encircle Leo they don't stop. They - the magic system in place, rather, it isn't deterred. That Leo has the goggles makes no different to the system either, the Sisters take hold of Donnie's arms and Leo's shell, gently trying to pry them apart.
Accelerator doesn't even notice. His gaze has completely blurred, yet it's still turning into tunnel vision directed solely at Misaka #00001. Her question is one he's thought about himself, spurred on by Last Order on the day they met. What if, before a single Sister was sacrificed, they had come to him with tears in their eyes? What if even one had said she wanted no part in the experiment?
He knows what he would have done. Every day he's utterly disgusted with himself for needing that much. He should have been able to stop it all on his own, without a single one of them asking. A good person would have stopped the experiment before it started, without needing that prompting -
He feels sick all over again. She's standing there, waiting for his answer, and he can't tell if he wants to start laughing or break down crying. He's lost.]
I - I -
[He doesn't finish that thought, as he's suddenly being tugged away from her. The Sister turns her head slightly to watch him, unmoving, and there's an arm around his shoulders that jerks him out of his spiraling thoughts. It feels like a total betrayal to her, but he breaks their locked gazes to look down and see Leo's arm. And his voice, filtering through all the static and voices of the Sisters. That stupid nickname. They're leaving.
It brings him back down enough to reality to not resist. And it's cowardly, but he doesn't try to go back to Misaka #00001, even though he knows he should face her. Instead he gives a tiny nod that he heard him and curls a little bit closer.]
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Even when Donnie's arms encircle Leo they don't stop. They - the magic system in place, rather, it isn't deterred. That Leo has the goggles makes no different to the system either, the Sisters take hold of Donnie's arms and Leo's shell, gently trying to pry them apart.
Accelerator doesn't even notice. His gaze has completely blurred, yet it's still turning into tunnel vision directed solely at Misaka #00001. Her question is one he's thought about himself, spurred on by Last Order on the day they met. What if, before a single Sister was sacrificed, they had come to him with tears in their eyes? What if even one had said she wanted no part in the experiment?
He knows what he would have done. Every day he's utterly disgusted with himself for needing that much. He should have been able to stop it all on his own, without a single one of them asking. A good person would have stopped the experiment before it started, without needing that prompting -
He feels sick all over again. She's standing there, waiting for his answer, and he can't tell if he wants to start laughing or break down crying. He's lost.]
I - I -
[He doesn't finish that thought, as he's suddenly being tugged away from her. The Sister turns her head slightly to watch him, unmoving, and there's an arm around his shoulders that jerks him out of his spiraling thoughts. It feels like a total betrayal to her, but he breaks their locked gazes to look down and see Leo's arm. And his voice, filtering through all the static and voices of the Sisters. That stupid nickname. They're leaving.
It brings him back down enough to reality to not resist. And it's cowardly, but he doesn't try to go back to Misaka #00001, even though he knows he should face her. Instead he gives a tiny nod that he heard him and curls a little bit closer.]