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Tagaki sipped her coffee; not bitter, or annoyingly sweet, just a little sweeter than regular coffee to be noticed, all while reading the report on the mecha, and Mrs. Shirigami's report on the cells left by the monster. Curiously, two things were discovered while researching the cells; the beast was male, and similar to Gojiran in genetic code, but different to where it seemed more like a parent than a copy. Plus, there was a lack of human-like DNA in these G-cells. Shirigami wanted to test these cells in her super-crop experiment, alongside Gojiran's, and use part of the monster's cells in the machine they were crafting to develop the same supercomputer used to make Kiryu so formidable. Speaking of the machine, just in front of the general, the automaton stood as still as a statue. She appeared a lot like a samurai; with the face mask and all, only her's wasn't stylish or made to look like an oni's face. On both sides of the steel samurai, Moguera units stood just as inactive but were prepped with new hot weaponry developed from the alien technology from 2004. As devastating as that confrontation was, it thinned the alien's resources enough to keep them off the planet for more than a decade now and gave them plenty of new weapon possibilities to fight the kaiju, and the aliens if they showed themselves again. Now, though, it would be used to fight a true monster. Turning to the next page of the report, she saw a design line, showing the concept of what this new fighting machine would look like, and she smiled.
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(This is the best photo I could get of him, alright?)
Gojiran was in turmoil; at an under-split path of how to go about this. Mothra sat on the edge of the former's bed, just as uncertain. "So... you're telling me, the only one who can possibly help get our daughter back is her?" Gojiran said, uncertain and a bit upset an idea would be proposed, especially by Mothra, who only nodded. The former scoffed, smiling that the only way to save someone she cared about would be to release someone she could only hope to rot eternally in the fires of Hell, besides Gidrah. "I understand your conflict, Gojiran," Mothra said, softly still trying to wrap her head around the idea herself, with the Queen of the Monsters sitting beside her on the bed, with the Goddess putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close for comfort "but as much as Battra does not share the same morals as us, she is not unreasonable. In the face of danger for the Earth, she always sets aside any grudge for its sake." "This is different, Mothra. If she finds out-" "Then I'll put her down." Mothra stopped Gojiran from finishing, a scowl on the former's face as she glared at nothing but the image of Battra forming in her mind.
In the past, Battra and Mothra had been in harmony; but, as humanity grew larger, they quickly decided, and become Ying and Yung. The latter sealed the former all but a thousand years ago, but as good as it was in the moment, Mothra began to doubt her judgment.
Gojiran was taken aback by Mothra's proclamation. Never had she declared that she'd take another being's life, even for someone like Battra, hence her containment. It caused her to blush, and look at Mothra in a new light, and did she look good in it. A sultry smirk appeared on Gojiran's face and she rubbed up on Mothra, making the moth's cheeks heat up. Her body shuddered, and her voice, shaky and cute came out as she asked "What are you doing?" before Gojiran pinned Mothra under her on the bed. "Just admiring the sexiness of my partner.~ Is that so wrong?~" She asked in a husky voice, trailing a finger down from Mothra's soft lips, her chest, to between her legs, brushing the Moth's sex gently. Mothra whimpered in pleasure, covering her face with the fluffy collar of her clothes, hiding her arousal and blush. An ambushed chuckle came from Gojiran, who kissed her cheek. "Come on, like the first time at least?~" Gojiran asked, nibbling Mothra's earlobe teasingly. The mention of the first time sparked Mothra's allure, who showed her underlying strength by flipping the dominance, getting a surprised moan from Gojiran as she was pinned by the smaller woman. "Like this?~" "Oh yeah.~" Mothra was grabbed and pulled down by the collar of her outfit into a searing kiss by Gojiran, the world around them being white noise. Both are ignorant of the prying set of eyes from Godzilla peeking through the window.
