Matter and energy. The two components of organic material.
[ If it’s possible to loom over an aubergine, Saint-Germain is doing just that in the dining car. She raises a hand, and a mystic symbol blossoms just past her palm. The aubergine glows, dissolves, begins to reform. ]
Reconstructing those components in a more perfect form is alchemy’s goal.
[ The light gives way to a loaf of bread. Saint-Germain picks it up, pulls off a piece. Chews. ]
...Dry.
[ A Whole New World ]
[ Saint-Germain has been cornered by the aggressive salesperson hawking brain mods. Rather than this bothering her, however, she seems intrigued. ]
I see. Lacking heretical technology, you pursue your ideals thus...
[ Yes, indeed they do! And that ideal can be yours as well, for the low price of only....
Someone may need to interfere. It’s hard to tell, since Saint-Germain refuses to emote. ]
[ Mission Time ]
[ Saint-Germain has been assigned to the team dealing with wolves. But, upon being offered an axe - ]
I don’t need it.
[ She points an arm, palm outward, at a nearby bush. A ball of light fires from her hand, smoking out a wolf that runs for cover. ]
As long as I have fists to raise in anger, oppressors’ fangs won’t sink into their prey.
Saint-Germain | Senki Zesshou Symphogear
Matter and energy. The two components of organic material.
[ If it’s possible to loom over an aubergine, Saint-Germain is doing just that in the dining car. She raises a hand, and a mystic symbol blossoms just past her palm. The aubergine glows, dissolves, begins to reform. ]
Reconstructing those components in a more perfect form is alchemy’s goal.
[ The light gives way to a loaf of bread. Saint-Germain picks it up, pulls off a piece. Chews. ]
...Dry.
[ A Whole New World ]
[ Saint-Germain has been cornered by the aggressive salesperson hawking brain mods. Rather than this bothering her, however, she seems intrigued. ]
I see. Lacking heretical technology, you pursue your ideals thus...
[ Yes, indeed they do! And that ideal can be yours as well, for the low price of only....
Someone may need to interfere. It’s hard to tell, since Saint-Germain refuses to emote. ]
[ Mission Time ]
[ Saint-Germain has been assigned to the team dealing with wolves. But, upon being offered an axe - ]
I don’t need it.
[ She points an arm, palm outward, at a nearby bush. A ball of light fires from her hand, smoking out a wolf that runs for cover. ]
As long as I have fists to raise in anger, oppressors’ fangs won’t sink into their prey.