Homeless forever most likely.

[let_me_loose]

So one of the specks of dusts wishes to command me? The audacity of mortals will never cease to amuse me. However, you are no spawn of the gods. I need not get permission to bring you home with me.

Touch my hand. [He extends a blackened limb, his clear blue gaze unfaltering.] Look into my eyes. Age will come upon you and then you too will experience the beauty of death.

Comments

[let_me_loose]

None that I care to acknowledge. [Unless he makes them.]

[golden_lyre]

Then I suppose it's lucky for us that our existence doesn't depend on your acknowledgment.

[let_me_loose]

Yet.

[golden_lyre]

Careful. Prophecy's not your area of expertise.

[let_me_loose]

I don't dally in prophecies. I have bided my time and Zeus will lose his throne.

[golden_lyre]

Ah. One of those, is it?

[let_me_loose]

Those?

[golden_lyre]

One of those times when the gods pretend they can change the order of things.

[let_me_loose]

We are gods. We can do what we like.

[golden_lyre]

You can try what you like, but when the dust settles, things will be as they always have been.

[let_me_loose]

Do you truly think things have always been as they are now?

Foolish.

[golden_lyre]

I know they haven't been, but I know I've seen enough of you try to upset the order of things to understand that it's not going to happen.

[let_me_loose]

You know nothing. You wouldn't even exist without the gods.

Do not think you can speak freely without admonishment.

[golden_lyre]

[He shrugs, fully aware of just what he owes to the gods.]

If you succeed in your plan, feel free to punish me to your heart's content.

[let_me_loose]

You will regret those words.

[golden_lyre]

I sincerely hope so. It would be nice to have something new in the world.

[let_me_loose]

That bored?

[golden_lyre]

Just about, yeah.

[let_me_loose]

I won't help you.

[golden_lyre]

I wouldn't accept it if you tried. The last time you helped me, it didn't turn out so well.

[let_me_loose]

Did you expect it to?

[golden_lyre]

[shrugs] I was young, hopeful, and painfully naive.

[let_me_loose]

And you paid for it.

[golden_lyre]

[His voice and expression harden.] Yes, I paid dearly for trusting the gods, for daring to make them feel something.

[let_me_loose]

We are not meant to feel the emotions of mortals. [He crosses his arms over his chest.] I, for one, never want to.