Date: 2016-01-05 11:45 pm (UTC)
normalization: (can I take that seriously?)
Still not ready.

But Mithos didn't mind right now.

"All right," he nodded and motioned for the guard, stating a number. Evidently, the decision was one he barely had to think about--Mithos had already known who he would have wanted to choose: the teenage boy at the back of the cell who had been glaring at them the whole time.

He could hate them all he wanted. It would only feed the Exsphere.

The Desian respectfully responded, "I'll have the host sent immediately, my lord."

Mithos then turned back to Genis. "Let's return to the Exspheres and prepare for the experiment. It won't take long." He held out his hand again. Genis could see that it was all as simple as ordering supplies from a store; surely he'd be able to do it next time.
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