Week four

[letsplayamod]

Two more of your fellow gods, your companions, your friends, have met their end together. As you turn in for the night, and a new week dawns upon you, it's starting to be a bitter experience. Just how much of this will you be forced to take?

But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.

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[stringup]

Sounds like something the boss would love, alright.

[ That's mumbled more to herself, admittedly. ]

I shouldn't bother Liora, then. [ Velvet knows she probably shouldn't do it just to satisfy some whim of hers. ]

[markofnobility]

[he finds this amusing]

She can be a bit protective is all! Aren't you, darling?

[He rubs the horses neck even more, making her toss her head a bit with a snort]

[stringup]

All the more reason I shouldn't pat her just to satisfy my curiosity.

[markofnobility]

If you are sure!

[The murderous energy from this horse]

You mentioned a boss that would like the play? I admit I am curious- perhaps he have similar taste!

1/2

[stringup]

[ Velvet can feel it, and she doesn't especially want to play with fire right now. ]

Yeah. He's the director of the performance troupe I work for back home.

[ A pause. ]

[stringup]

[ Then, a dawning realization: ]

...He's a lot like you, actually.

[markofnobility]

Oh- a compliment I hope?

[stringup]

It's not a realization I wanted right this second.

[ Is she dodging the question? You're imagining things. ]

[markofnobility]

...?

[He is so confused, but as he opens his mouth to ask further, Liora just... walks away with him to the fountain. She's thirsty, bitch. Stop chatting with other girls]

[stringup]

[ Please she doesn't want to explain how weird it is that the guy you're crushing on is also a similar type of person as your boss.

Also like, bye Ferdinand, she guesses. She's just watching as Liora pulls him away. ]

[markofnobility]

[They don't go far- the paddock, while big enough for the horses to run around, is only so big. Ferdinand can be heard getting onto his mount but not trying to correct her too hard. This horse is spoiled. At least outside battle. Eventually he groans loudly and dismounts, letting her drink. As he walks away Liora paws and stomps a bit but doesn't follow.]

Forgive her. it has been a trying last few months.

[Even before his recruitment to godhood]

[stringup]

At least animals not liking me isn't anything new.

[ So, you know, no offense taken. ]

[markofnobility]

She will come around, I am sure. If it helps you are not the first friend of mine she has decided she does not like.

[stringup]

...I can imagine, yes.

[ Never has she felt so vaguely threatened by a horse. ]

[markofnobility]

She stomped on Hubert's foot so hard once she broke two of his toes! Oh he did not forgive me for an entire week.

[He seems to find this VERY funny]

[stringup]

[ She sure did notice that, alright. ]

And here I was thinking you'd never delight in a friend's suffering.

[markofnobility]

Oh, he deserved it. And he had them healed within the hour, so I do not feel overly bad about it.

[stringup]

...At least she probably can't break my foot.

[ It's only "probably" because while jade alloy is sturdy enough to withstand all sorts of nonsense, she's never tested it against a horse and feels like somehow Liora would be able to do it. ]

[markofnobility]

Your's are probably much more sturdy, yes. Best not to test her though. Those horseshoes are VERY high quality iron.

[He's very proud of his murderpony]

I am surprised to see you here- on your way somewhere else?

[stringup]

[ Velvet isn't sure if that's endearing or worrying. ]

...I just felt like talking a walk for a change.

[ Shocking, she knows. ]

[markofnobility]

Fair enough. Our little home here can feel stifling after awhile.

[he leans on the paddock fencing, looking up at the barrier]

The open platform here makes it feel a bit less oppressive, even if we are underground.

[stringup]

[ Velvet follows his gaze to look at the barrier too. ]

...Not going to lie, it's weird how it feels so small while knowing the world is bigger than all this.

[markofnobility]

Right. How much damage must that greater world have gone through? Are there other people? Monsters? I wish to find out.

But that means surviving these trials first.

[stringup]

...I can't say for sure, but probably there are some other people out there.

[ Or else they wouldn't be any point in trying to save a dead world. ]

[markofnobility]

Something worth saving at least.

[He rubs the side of his head and through his sweaty hair]

I feel... if we could see more of what was at stake, maybe these threats and baits would not turn us so easily. Did Athena assume just the promise of power would be enough?

[The kind of people that would work on are not the people that would stick it out under such oppression as Typhon, that is for sure]