At Einmal, pending at Singularity.

[sorcerous]

Must you?

Yes; I have borne a monster. This does not mean that every child I have will be a monster, nor that you may twist such a thing into a menagerie of possible children.

Sloths? A half-boy, half-scorpion? A golden eagle? A litter of momongas? And a girl-sorcerer with too much mind and too little heart.

As for the rest: patience, if you will. Keep your focus to the faith healer, to the admiral, to the telepath. I tire.

Comments

[windfish_waker]

Well, I think it's safe to say that your mun hates you.

[magnetic_magpie]

Yes, she must.

Although it could always be worse.

[sorcerous]

No; this is what passes for love.

[sorcerous]

Take care and do not mention how.

[windfish_waker]

Brings new meaning to the phrase, "Love hurts," doesn't it?

[magnetic_magpie]

I wouldn't dream of wishing what mine has done to me on you, have no fear.

[these_fish]

Seriously?

[sorcerous]

New?

[ With a careful raise of his eyebrow.

Not new for Loki. Not in the least. ]

[sorcerous]

I do not fear, I --

[ He cuts himself off, with a half-voiced 'hmmm'. ]

[sorcerous]

And who are you to ask?

[magnetic_magpie]

Have no concern then.

[He has a thirteen year old version of you he's taking care of. Stop fussing.]

[these_fish]

Somebody who is where you are going?

Also Banshee.

[sorcerous]

Very well.

[sorcerous]

I have met banshees. They look nothing like you.

[daughters_of_janus]

I'm surprised that a god is even bothering with worrying about stuff like that.

[sorcerous]

I worry for every child of mine.

[daughters_of_janus]

Well that's nice. Maybe if you see Caine you could teach him about that. I'd rather avoid him or Malkav or someone eating me when Gehenna hits.

[sorcerous]

I am a god, not a progenitor of a vampire clan. Learn you the difference.

[daughters_of_janus]

Hey, how did you know about the clans? Though I meant you're both fathers.

[sorcerous]

In this case, a knowledgeable mundane can make the difference.

A dead, fell creature is incapable of true creation. Sharing blood, destroying, killing -- yes. Creation -- no.

[daughters_of_janus]

[She shrugs.]

Well at the very least, we're both racing towards the end. Better to make the best of things while you can kitten.

[God or not you're either a kitten or a duckling in her mind.]

[sorcerous]

We don't race to the end. We bring it upon us.

It is the broken piece of the universe's cycle.

[daughters_of_janus]

Doesn't it all start with a mistake?

[these_fish]

Well, I hope not. They're supposed to be all girls, aren't they?

[sorcerous]

To me, they appeared with ragged feathers and eyes of flame. And, yes -- they were female.