Journal 8 - Day 5 in Beaumont Pt.2

**Psychic Paper *
"Sorry MotherAey, I have confirmed that the Brothers have a race of children. I think each. I don't think they'd share but I confirmed. Auks. Love love love you!! Kii" (In the Queens French)
 
(Also written in the Queens French)
My words, my thoughts, my conspiracies, a--ll me again, darlings! Owed all to my lovely new, hopefully soon fast friend Gambit to renew my fiery instincts and stop denying my incredible self. Okay, enough of my happy rebirth into this journals. (writing as myself & not some lost little ditz with daddy issues. (I have an amazing father & a literal perfect god-father. I'm proud of them dammit) OKAY KII GET TO IT!
 
We were in battle. Though I'm not new to the fight, I will say this was on a different level. And I've fought a fae gumball tree! The metal creations they create for war are mind boggling! Oh, my dear brother, Careo. Not he war part of course. But, if we can ever create peace between lands I will hope to vacation here with you most!
Once more, stay focused girl!
My mind is racing speaking as myself. My true documentation and experience of these continents for my family, friends, and loyal readers/fans. This world is, nutso on hype juice.
 
We got to the abandoned base to find it destroyed and billowing smoke. We went cautiously into this mountainous base to be met with carnage rained down by metal creations they call, robots. Metal, mechanical war machines. They took over swiftly according to the men who survived. Rufus, Milly Trout's husband, AKA, "One catch of a man." according to Lux. He told us it felt calculated because the assault was quick and their movements were purposeful. We took out 4 of these, robots, but they took to many lives. My prayers to you, Ereshkigal, to have an easy passage for the newest lives taken. Thank you for the comfort you'll bring to the grieving families & friends... Amen. As forementioned, thankfully, the General Rufus was able to help lead a defensive attack saving 14 of his men. He is honorable and clearly loyally obligated to his duty. Though, I want to give my full trust to him, something stops me. My abacus is still watching him, as well as all faction members of this world. These war machines are nothing to mock. They downed Gidget, after an ass hat poorly imitating my mother abducted, instantly by a four legged robot. Another like it, downed Gambit and Echo, and would have been me too, if not for Gambit. I will think of a way to repay him. Being shot, Sucks! I'll be paying for this wound tomorrow. Damn it, the rush of the day plus my training drowned the pain, but I feel it all now. Blink, may you rest easier as I rest in our pain.
The second machine that shot at us at least gave me a cool camera lens. Thank you Gidget! It was after the men Rufus saved. They were saved by a bunker but the engines this attack, destroyed only threatened and took lives. They neared explosion, causing major smoke. Most likely by the deremitru's design. But this ever clever team was able to cool the things thus allowing us to save the living & respect the dead by bringing them home. On top of that, I think Echo may have acquired more info in his special way, though he is rather quiet. I'd like to get to know him a bit better. I feel he feels a little lost and I won't have that. Also, I HATE how Jaxion keeps reminding him he's only his underlings if you will. He seems much more, only confused. Maybe... I don't know.
 
We rode back down on Cindy, and my mistrust was refueled toward Rufus's tone and words to Jaxion's promotion. Against my heart, my gut wont shut up, so I'll wait patiently. Everyone deserves a chance to prove themselves but I can't help not trusting any of the groups Superiors, besides maybe Gambits. He confirmed our original theory, along with Echo, the Deremitm are all over this place. Multiple insignias found on location. He explained to us that the smoke bastards came in from a portal, billowed smoke in & imploded their mess hall before murdering with bed frames. They used the smoke to their advantage. Then, the machines came in and dominated them. Rufus also gave us his theories. An ancient being, a scorpion that was the size of Countries, 3 countries. It was turned into stone and became the mountain. So we all now believe this cult is trying to reawaken this creature. If they succeed, they'll kill billions, a number I admittingly cannot fathom but I do know, it's a number I refuse to lose. So, we are going to the mines with Rufus, that Rufus, said would possibly get us into the mountain. Where we believe the deremitru base to be housed. We will leave in the morning too, hopefully, end the bullshit they began.
 
After we got back to the safehouse, I quickly found comfort in Rainwater and whiskey. So many things to process and then here comes mystery man Gambit himself nesting his buns on the bench next to me. Mystery left a little, though, with this visit as he, like I said, reignited my blood reminding me who I am. Giving me the confidence to rule this place. For the good protection of course! I'm taught by the Queen but I'm a daddies girl, what can I say. A good prank and joke goes a long way. Off topic, again. I think I'm still over processing from these days. My subconscious begging to fix the conspiracy board that lives rent free in my head. Gambit graciously gave me answers with little filter. Good enough to start, though I admit it was hard to remember my training to listen and have the right questions ready. He came forth and revealed my mother's worst nightmare. She was wrong. He is the child of Uncle Ip as we are children of Grandmama Iona. I'm taken aback and has only made me have new conspiracies about Xhoya. But that can go on my board for now. I want only her trust. If I'm right, I'll patiently wait for her bravery &/or trust.
 
Mind blowing, though! He explained his choice to take up the honorable position of The Gambit came with price of his arm and, his unique self. His race is unable to die because Ip can't bear the loss, he loves them clearly. But, The Gambit allows them to move on. They become one with all who bore the title. Relinquishing all of themselves, even the memories of their looks. I can't help but wonder about this. I don't know if Gambit knows it of himself, but I sense a bit of loss being suppressed. Not regret, just loss. I was able to see his past self. I felt honored with all this truthful information. It helps me feel closer to, anyone here honestly. A beautiful race Ip made. He was a handsome man, could have been my brother by looks alone. Now, he's a different but same, same handsome man. I'll be sure to respect him for his centuries and his 22 years of higher calling. He is not a boy.
He most certainly knows of me too, bluntly calling me an Asharian. Honest , I feel safe with him. He really is helping me feel less alone. Home sick? forgotten? Not sure. No time to be a baby or overthink it. To tired bigger ducks to fry. But, warm heartedly, this must mean he trusts me in turn; calling me a Gambit as he requested a large favor. Opening up and asking me to be the Averial I am to make the deremitru cheat. Whatever that means? I will have to be briefed before we embark but I will no doubt help him and am oddly excited to put my Queenly training to the test. I pray I do mommas proud. My mother is an incredible women. I admire and look-up to her for many reasons. Especially the way she protects, handles, and cares for our people. It inspires me. So, I will conjure her rule and momma Cadence's platy tongue to do my best by them.
 
Ah. Whiskey, my favorite. Soothing me, you are. With an invitation to see my Uncles in the morning, he bid....adieu.
 
Now I sit alone, wings out and right on time... Jaxion!