Surely you must realize that my death would entail failure of my mission in its entirety.
[ Seriously, Malice? Suicide = success? ]
My only logical option is to attempt to persuade my mundane to allow me to return. Or perhaps to find a different way to complete it, at one of these 'games.'
[ Hey, she was gonna kill him eventually. But granted, it would be terribly inconvenient were he to find out. ]
And on that I'm forced to concede to you. Even my own mundane is stubborn in that regard. [ PICK A GAME FOR HER ALREADY MUN, SHE DOESN'T HAVE LONG TO LIVE, DAMN. ]
Tch. [ As half-hearted as that is, she's got more important things to do than to argue him for all eternity. ] Such a thing isn't part of the gods' will.
It is unfortunate and perhaps heretical, but it would appear that our mundanes can do with as they please, as illogical as the concept of me forming any sort of romantic attachment is.
I am afraid it isn't that simple. If we are sent somewhere, we will have no control over it. We will likely be 'shipped' with or without our approval, even if I am unable to neither provide nor decline approval in any form.
I do not know what it is I am supposed to be imagining. I have spent the majority of my time trying to imagine how I will feel love for someone without emotions, regardless of the physical attractiveness of the woman in question.
[ Chuckling. ] It's not like you to care about something so useless. Focus on your mission. That is all we're here for, regardless of their…distractions.
pardon the dusty muse I haven't had much practice with her lately ;-;
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[ Come on Malice, you know arguing with him is impossible. ]
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[ Yes, he's basically saying "I can't blow up Riviera without actually being there." ]
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Unfortunately, yes. I cannot destroy a world I cannot reach. Unless you have a solution?
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By eliminating all obstacles, or have the Sprites softened you to even that?
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[ Seriously, Malice? Suicide = success? ]
My only logical option is to attempt to persuade my mundane to allow me to return. Or perhaps to find a different way to complete it, at one of these 'games.'
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And on that I'm forced to concede to you. Even my own mundane is stubborn in that regard. [ PICK A GAME FOR HER ALREADY MUN, SHE DOESN'T HAVE LONG TO LIVE, DAMN. ]
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My mundane wishes to inform yours that when she does find one, he intends to send me with you. Their 'ship' intrigues him.
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I would suggest that you persuade your mundane to find a place for us. At least then we would have marginally more free will.
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Do you truly wish to resist their idea to 'ship' us only because the Gods may not approve?
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They would dare get in the way of our purpose.
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[ No, Malice, he doesn't understand that shipping is embarrassing. ]
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