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[destining]

You're really going to do it aren't you? As if robots from the future weren't bad enough for mom and me, now I'm going to be thrown into a town all by myself and surrounded by living, breathing monsters. And we're talking all sorts of creatures. Things I don't even want to imagine, let alone accidently run across.

Thanks. No, really. You pick me up after how many years of silence and then throw this on me? I just can't get a break can I? It's one long run of one bad situation after another with you.

...

Well... at least they only come out at night. I can breathe a little before the storm.

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Not quite the right mom. But hey.

[terminatefate]

John, you'll be fine. Remember your training, adapt it, and you'll survive. Fighting monsters is just like fighting Terminators. Everything has a weakness. Find it and exploit it.

No, this is amazing!

[destining]

[He nods, finding comfort in his mother's voice, glad she's there to reassure him, but still uneasy about the entire situation.]

I will.

How different can they be? [Quite, actually. But his mom's right. Find their weakness and they can be stopped. He gives her a smile, but it's a nervous one.]

<3

[terminatefate]

Monsters might be a little less metal. If they're [she waves her unlit cigarette] organic, you go for the typical pattern of kill zones--head, heart, throat. You keep improvising weapons out of anything you can find, just like I taught you. Gotta remember to get the lay of the land as quick as possible, find a spot to hole up, and then you set your traps around the perimeter.

That'll give you time to think before shit can get too bad. Whatever you do, don't doubt yourself. Don't let your situation fuck with you, John. Own it, and use it like the soldier I know you are.

[Mama didn't train you to flip your shit, did she? Nope. She trained you to kick ass and take names.]