To Suture and Stitch, Sans Needle (Crotona/Nero)

Crotona’s concerns weren’t entirely unfounded given that she was working with largely outdated information. “Funny you should say that, because you definitely missed a lot. You kinda went missing just after that battle— I think he actually wanted to maybe find you for that exact reason; to talk. He sought me out too.” Nero had to admit though, Ward was a strange one.

Regarding the situation on Konats, Nero thought on it for a bit. “I doubt whatever city it was will be in ruins for very long. Hell, for all we know someone has already swooped in to try and fix the damage that the nut job did.” It was a possibility, though a notably slim one— still a possibility though. In any case, now was the time to train and prepare for whatever would come Namek’s way. Nero had already begun thinking up what he could help Erebos with, and before he could go through the details, the Demon was on his way home. “Oh, uh, sure? Just don’t strain yourself. I’ll talk to you about the training we can do soon as well.” Nero waved as Erebos finally departed.

Flipping back into Plato’s control, Crotona’s nose began to bleed. Like Nero had expected initially, Plato was a suspicious individual. Nero raised a brow, unsurprised by it all. For all Plato knew, Crotona and him might get along, if they both cared the same amount about Konats then there was surely some common ground. That said, it wasn’t as though Nero expected body highjackers to be smart or with a truly strong will, so truly nothing about Plato surprised him. Nero’s gaze all but stared through the invasive spirit as they went to hurry away. “Just remember... I warned you.” Nero’s brow furrowed, he knew apprehension or fear when he saw it, it was clear that Plato was in no position to test Erebos or Nero’s power. In any case, there were more pressing matters at hand; and that was keeping Namek safe from harm.

Nero walked out into Grand Elder Village, and for some time he watched over the goings on. Vigilant, but at peace, almost in a state of meditation. It was strange, the level of calm connection to Namek that this place offered to Nero was only matched by a few other places... Once he had the time, he wanted to look into it. For now though, training for the fights ahead would have to do.