( It seems possible, doesn't it? If turned away from Stephen's earth, something with powers like his— phenomenal, cosmic, transcending dimensions— why wouldn't he take out his wrath on another? It was, after all, only his universe being quarantined by the others.
Still pissed, still intent on bringing suffering and pain, this time to a world incapable of defending itself like Stephen's.
We can't verify that is only a breath away from yes as far as his (currently addled, increasingly fitful) mind is concerned. His only answer is a furrowed brow, maybe the first hint of annoyance or anger wielded in this entire affair — right before the killing blow lands.
And then... it's over. And then he's standing still, feet planted as they had been on that rock, this time in the ADI building with the shattered remains of a dropped coffee pot at his feet and the liquid itself splattered across his shirt in a manner not terribly unlike blood spatter. )
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Still pissed, still intent on bringing suffering and pain, this time to a world incapable of defending itself like Stephen's.
We can't verify that is only a breath away from yes as far as his (currently addled, increasingly fitful) mind is concerned. His only answer is a furrowed brow, maybe the first hint of annoyance or anger wielded in this entire affair — right before the killing blow lands.
And then... it's over. And then he's standing still, feet planted as they had been on that rock, this time in the ADI building with the shattered remains of a dropped coffee pot at his feet and the liquid itself splattered across his shirt in a manner not terribly unlike blood spatter. )