After six episodes of both showing and telling us that Naomi and Rouge were buddies, now we’re supposed to accept that Naomi is actually the “Divine Facilitator” of Ochrona, who informs former vice-director Gene Jundhardt that she’ll be “dealt with appropriately”, which I can only imagine means “disposed of”. That’s bleak, I tellya.
I’m just glad I didn’t play a drinking game in which I take a shot every time someone mentions gears, or I wouldn’t be alive to type this. Suffice it to say, the metaphor is used so often by everyone in this episode it becomes comical. Except that everything about this episode is dour and bland; people sitting and standing in rooms blathering on about authority and procedure.
The episode’s primary sin is never having Naomi and Rouge in the same room together or saying so much as a word to each other. Way to ruin the best part of the show, show. We’re also made to believe that half the passenger manifest on that transport to Wellstown was composed of Alters. There was Rouge, and Eden Varock, and now we learn Jill the photographer is also one of the Immortal Nine.
Naomi is content to keep Rouge locked up naked in a tube, but Jill is kind enough to free her and give her nectar and clothes. Unfortunately, she’s only doing this because she wants Rouge to fight by her side in her struggle to free all Neans of the Asimov Code preventing most of them from harming humans. Jill, AKA Silvia, isn’t subject to that code, and her violence and brutality scare Rouge off.
She ends up rescued by Aes and Alice, who as it happens are two personalities within one body and also a member of the Immortal Nine. They and Rouge hide out at Ash’s cigarette butt-filled apartment. Aes wants to give Rouge a chance, but Alice doesn’t see her as anything but a mindless assassin who thinks she’s the “good guy”, and leaves. At least Ash doesn’t think Rouge is the one who killed Jung anymore.
That blue-haired variant of Rouge the Puppetmaster extracted a couple episodes back? She’s out and about, humming Clair de Lune, which is becoming almost as overused as the misaligned gears metaphors.
And as I suspected, Giallon did not die, but simply fell through the atmosphere and was lucky enough to land on dry land. He’s found by a guy named Grauphon, who I have to assume is one of the Immortal Nine, because everyone kinda is, apparently?
I dunno … this was simply not a particularly enjoyable episode. I constantly felt like I was being jerked around. Despite the generous volume of dialogue this week, shockingly little actually meant anything to me. Rouge seems to be listlessly going with the flow, and for the life of me I simply do not get Naomi’s whole deal. Make it make sense, Metallic Rouge.