His mentor. Emporio's face twists at the thought of anyone...mentoring Pucci, not the least because of the ideals Pucci had.
"...I didn't know what was happening, when it did." Well. The rod tugs a bit, and he swallows. "...I mean...I knew scientifically what it had to be...but I didn't know what I was doing. ...I tricked him into installing the disc, and Weather did the rest it felt like. But whenever I think back..."
The air feeling...strange. Stranger, stranger, unnatural...
"...When I think back, he fought nothing like the Weather I knew."
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Date: 2024-01-06 03:36 pm (UTC)"...I didn't know what was happening, when it did." Well. The rod tugs a bit, and he swallows. "...I mean...I knew scientifically what it had to be...but I didn't know what I was doing. ...I tricked him into installing the disc, and Weather did the rest it felt like. But whenever I think back..."
The air feeling...strange. Stranger, stranger, unnatural...
"...When I think back, he fought nothing like the Weather I knew."