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OPTION 1: TEXT/BBS

How can you even say that? It's not even a matter of arguing SEMANTICS. Anyone with a remedial understanding of the physiology or biology of the digestive system could make the leap it's essentially controlled acid reflux. It's like if the dilophosaurus in Jurassic Park had even been remotely accurate except on an enormous scale. The corrosive capabilities of the Kaiju's acid are accelerated dramatically. We're talking a pH in the NEGATIVES. It's like Gastric acid on steroids which makes it extremely deadly and effective. AND pretty bad ass. Like, seriously.

Besides the Kaiju wouldn't be the first creature to employ projectile bodily fluids as an offense or defense. We should be glad they're not shooting blood out of their eyes!!

ACTUALLY. That would also be kind of cool.

OPTION 2: ACTION/CONVENIENCE STORE

[ Newt can eat a lot of things--a lot of things that don't necessarily belong to him, which is part of the reason why he's bothered to wander off base at all. It just happened that all of his things were gone or had started to perform an experiment of Darwinism on their own in the shared refrigerator in the lab, so some of his colleague's things had looked more appetizing. (This is, of course, not long after the conversation turned argument turned begrudging agreement that not all refrigerating devices are acceptable for storing things not meant for human consumption. But isn't easier to replace a Hoagie than it does vital organ tissue? Whatever.)

The point is a brain that works as hard as his needs something a little more than the same rations day in and day out. His mind needs variety and excitement in forms of puzzles, problems, and proteins, although he's feeling more like the quick burst of carbohydrates. Which he knows shouldn't come in the form of a Twinkie, but damn if he can't choose the way he dies.

Of course, as if all contractors had the same idea--or perhaps there's just one really skinny guy out there picking up all the lucrative convenience store and gas station deals--the aisles are cramped, over-packed, and not the easiest to navigate. Newt grabs the slow death that high-fructose corn syrup provides and takes a step back and onto something that isn't the floor. ]

--Oh sh--...sorry!

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It'sh awwright.

[Sytry's mouth is full. His arms are full, too, of convenience store sweets — all terrible junk, but all delicious. Twinkies, Sno-Balls, Donettes... The works. But he must have gotten impatient, because he's already gotten one of the packages of Sno-Balls opened up and has one stuffed into his mouth. His face is the type that would make him seem graceful and pretty, but right now he's kind of a mess. Coconut and chocolate around his mouth, all that. He's wearing the uniform of a local prep school, one that may be recognized for its classiness. He must be fifteen or sixteen. And he seriously has a gross amount of sickly-sweet crap in his arms. It's really bad.

He swallows.]

But while you're right there, do you mind handing me that lemon pie?

[ Obviously this girl knows what's up. At least, that's what he thought until they decided to speak without testing fate and accidentally choking on their food. That? Yeah, definitely a guy. At least he thinks so. Does it matter in the grand scheme of things? No, not really. But when language hangs on gender specified pronouns it can get tricky and Newt already has a serious lack of ability in mincing his words.

Hey, it's not his fault not everyone can keep up. Actually, most people can't. That's kind of a given. But they're not talking about biochemistry or quantum theory now, are they? After an awkward moment of staring (which followed the awkward collision), Newt's eyes dart back and forth, then to the stand behind him. ]

What, this?

[ He yoinks one off the shelf and holds it out in offering, making no attempt to hide the way he's eyeing the kid's stash. ]

--Wait, they have Jelly Bellies? Where'd you get those?

[At a co-ed school, there'd be a fair chance that Sytry would get some grief for his androgyny. As it is, his prep school is an all boys school, and there are a lot of teen boys who rarely get the chance to spend time around anyone their age and feminine. Because of that, he's used to awkward stares — and he's pretty popular and spoiled. That might be obvious in his own pointed stare. He looks expectant. What does he expect??? Not actually anything, but he's got that pampered atmosphere for sure.

The fingers of his left hand are wriggling out from beneath his pile of sweets to reach for the lemon pie. Once he's able to grasp it, it's absorbed into the fold.]

Thank you. The Jelly Bellies are two aisles down. They have those caramel apple suckers, too, and Nerds ropes... The pickings aren't too bad. [His voice is almost approving.] I come to this convenience store all the time. They restock pretty frequently. [Maybe because Sytry keeps eating everything.] So I rely on it for my after school snacks. Do they have any cherry pies, or is it just the lemon?

You're missing the point. Again.

Would be blood be acid too? And how would they prevent from going blind in the process. How the hell does a blood-from-the-eyes shooter thingy doesn't go blind anyway? I'm guessing there's specialized ducts not related with eyesight involved but, even if a Kaiju has the same thing it would be just too simple to hit it in the right place and boom, acid spill.

I insist, adding acid to any equation is an evolutionary fail. There are too many ways to exploit it.

Would be pretty cool though, I'll give you that much.

Yeah, if we were aiming missiles to whatever analogous acid sacs you're referring to it would end up in a big explosion and, boom, acid spill. But who said that would be negative towards the Kaiju except for the fact that we just dismembered it? When you cut yourself, your skin doesn't melt. Poking yourself in the eye hurts like hell but you can still FUNCTION just fine. Unless you lose ridiculous amounts of blood. Like litres and litres but that's a whole separate issue.

Kaiju are essentially giant walking biohazards as far as EARTH is concerned. But wherever they come from? If their decomposition is completely destroying their home environment then maybe that's why they're paying us a visit. Let's not forget that they're silicon-based lifeforms. Silicon has four available bonds just like carbon, but the strength of those bonds is SEVERELY compromised. You rarely see silicon-based peptides having multiple silicon molecules to being with. We're dealing with a COMPLETELY new way to structure biology as we know it.

Which is also still really cool.

But even cooler when you shoot acid from your tear ducts.

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