[Newt's attention is almost wholly on the ceiling as it begins to buckle under the weight of Otachi's violent strikes — she knows he's here, she knows he's here, and she wants to take him. They want him. Want to peer into his head like he had peered into theirs. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM—
[As if disgruntled by the distraction, the kaiju' suddenly smashes through the thick layer of concrete; it dips down and leaves almost a cupping floor of debris one could climb through and out of the bunker with — but standing over it is Otachi, blocking the way with her large claws and teeth. She opens her mouth and her tongue extends out, probbing. An unusual thing for a beast made for rabid killing to do... but she does seem to be looking for someone.
That someone is Newton, frozen in shock, leaning back as the glowing tongue reaches out. Acidic spit drips from her mouth and begins to burn holes in the cement underfoot. Wet with rain and coated in a thin layer of dust, he squeezes his eyes shut and tries to think.]
The Ximilia. The Ximilia... is... It's a station. Like the Shatterdome?
brawl in the mcdonald's parking lot 100%
Newt turns toward Itachi, though, expression slipping slightly.]
Clara?
[As if disgruntled by the distraction, the kaiju' suddenly smashes through the thick layer of concrete; it dips down and leaves almost a cupping floor of debris one could climb through and out of the bunker with — but standing over it is Otachi, blocking the way with her large claws and teeth. She opens her mouth and her tongue extends out, probbing. An unusual thing for a beast made for rabid killing to do... but she does seem to be looking for someone.
That someone is Newton, frozen in shock, leaning back as the glowing tongue reaches out. Acidic spit drips from her mouth and begins to burn holes in the cement underfoot. Wet with rain and coated in a thin layer of dust, he squeezes his eyes shut and tries to think.]
The Ximilia. The Ximilia... is... It's a station. Like the Shatterdome?
It was important work, but I can't...