He was not hiding. The Brood were proud and fierce warriors and Brood!Hardison was no exception. He was simply biding his time, waiting for the transformation to complete unimpeded. The host weakened him, made him doubt and hesitate, sometimes even dared to drown out the Hivemind with his puling and wailing. It was...inconvenient. And really,
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"I can tell you're ouuuuut there," Parker sing-songed away, wandering into the wood. Nothing to be afraid of. Anything out there should be afraid of her. "Olly olly oxen freee! Olly olly onsen freee! Olly olly olive ooooil..."
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"I can still feel that one's thoughts pressing against yours!" Hardison called out from the underbrush.
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Obvious statement was obvious.
"But he'll be useful. According to this one's memories, he knows much."
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That still croggled the Parker part of her a bit.
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"More for us to conquer," he said. "Some of our siblings must have taken control."
Sure, the HIvemind hadn't said that, but what was the other option?
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Awww! How...sweet?
"Are there any Queens left on the island? Or perhaps that's what this machine does?" They really should infect the mate of these two. The useful one.
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"I believe so. There must be, if we are in space." Yes, that was the logic Parker was going with there. "Ooohhh, do you think maybe the machine could turn us into Queens? I would love that! We could infect populations together!" And raise them like all little Brood should be raised... "And then we can take out the Queen that spawned us."
Or maybe not let Hardison be a Queen, so as to avoid conflict? Decisions, decisions.
(Wait, why was that a decision? They loved conflict!
...but then again, they also really loved these snuggles and kisses.)
"That feels nice. These bodies are so tactile."
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"These bodies are puny and weak and pitiful," Hardison declared, even as his hands found Parker's waist and pulled her in. "I will much prefer our proper forms when the evolution is finished."
Ignore how he was nuzzling her hair.
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Then again, it had lips, which made kissing down his neck a lot easier.
"We should get the mate hosted soon. Or he will attempt to stop us again." And perhaps injure himself. Or injure them. Ridiculous concept, no, no, it would just be for the good of the Brood. "...after we're stronger." No reason to make the guy the strongest one of them, or take him on before they were at their peak!
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Might as well indulge in all this tactility while they had it. Right? Right! And check for more scales, everywhere else.
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It would be a little bit before they made it back to Eliot.
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