Homeless - Ever Searching

[envoyoftwilight]

Oh, look at that.
Eventually I'll just be taking my pedestal with me. Since I'm lacking that wolf to ride.

Now then.
We have some unfinished business, don't we? I'm rather fond of... unfinished business.

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[dragmire]

I doubt your current form would do well for riding wolves, princess. Perhaps you wish to return to your impish form?

[envoyoftwilight]

Are you implying something?
... That I'm 'heavy,' perhaps?

[dragmire]

Your vanity betrays you. It is not your weight that poses a problem, merely the length of your legs.

[envoyoftwilight]

Perhaps I just need a larger wolf. Or a pig.

[dragmire]

[That wipes the smirk off his face. He prefers boar, thank you very much.]

You will find the latter does not suffer riders.

[envoyoftwilight]

[Ding ding. That was for the vanity remark. Never mind that she didn't protest it.]

That's what it says now. It just needs the right rider.

[dragmire]

[The mere thought of her attempting to 'tame' him is laughable. But he's not smiling.]

I shall relish seeing you try.

[envoyoftwilight]

I didn't say I was going to. I do believe you're becoming presumptuous.

[dragmire]

So it would seem. [Well played, Midna. Well played.] You deserve credit for being wise enough to not try.

[envoyoftwilight]

Credit? Perhaps I just decided you weren't worth the effort.

[dragmire]

Cheekiness is unbecoming of a woman of your station.

[envoyoftwilight]

I believe you are confusing blatant honesty for cheekiness.

[dragmire]

Blatant honest does not come with a 'perhaps'.

[envoyoftwilight]

Oh, you're being observant, I see. Expecting a reward for such an astute perception?

[dragmire]

Do you truly believe I could be so petty?

[envoyoftwilight]

I do, actually. Petty enough to conquer kingdoms that aren't your own. Petty enough to strive for an extension of that conquest. Revenge, I think it was for. Revenge is nothing, but pettiness.

[She fails to admit that she likely would have taken revenge on him as well for what he tried to do to her people. And for what he did to her.]

[dragmire]

Revenge? That is a tool for the weak-minded. It is of no use to gods and kings. No, princess, I have designs far above simple revenge. I saw a world abandoned by its gods. A rich land that was ill used by its slothful stewards. I saw power that was merely waiting to be taken by one deserving to wield it. I seized it and the world opened itself to embrace me.

[Petty? Never. But he is definitely delusional.]

[envoyoftwilight]

The world doesn't care for you that much. I don't know who told you that you were actually of some import, but whoever it was informed you incorrectly.

[Midna shakes her head.]

Opened to embrace you. No. You took it upon yourself to do something no one asked you to do. Something no one needed you to do. You sought only to fill yourself with some practicality because without the idea of lording your power over another, you have no worth and no use to anyone or anything.

[dragmire]

Do not waste your words. I have spent my entire life well aware of who I am, what my purpose is, and what my destiny holds. Few can ever claim to have this knowledge and certainty.

[envoyoftwilight]

So then you are already aware that every despicable plan you conjure up will never see the light of day long enough to remain an infinite victory. I am so pleased to know you are aware of where your station is in comparison to mine.

[dragmire]

I suffer my setbacks as they come. But do not count what you experienced as a victory. Whether I am claimed by death, imprisonment, or whatever new form of exile is invented for my sake, I cannot be undone. There is no will as strong as mine. I grow ever stronger, while the light of Hyrule wanes like a dying candle in the night. In the end, there's only one inevitability.

Me.

[halfbakedprophet]

Wolves, mademoiselle? I didn't think wolves made for very good steeds. [Despite what a certain other wolf may think.]

[envoyoftwilight]

I've never had a problem with mine. He was well-behaved and everything.

[halfbakedprophet]

In my experience, they can be stubborn, headstrong, reckless, and they eat absolutely everything in sight.

[If Amaterasu were here, she'd probably headbutt him for that comment.]

[envoyoftwilight]

Perhaps you've had a running case of bad fortune, then. I'd share mine with you, but he's nowhere to be found.

[halfbakedprophet]

Non, non, Amaterasu is one of a kind, baby. [And he wouldn't trade her for the world, even if she is a lazy, impulsive glutton.]

[envoyoftwilight]

[Baby. This guy just called her baby.]

That is a beautiful name. But if you are so content on your one-of-a-kind, perhaps you'd best not offend this Amaterasu you speak of.

[halfbakedprophet]

[Don't take it personally. His speech patterns are... unique.]

Believe me, I would have to do much worse to offend ma chérie.

[envoyoftwilight]

You have pet names for your wolf. Is that really necessary?

[halfbakedprophet]

Amaterasu is a very special wolf. [And she's not 'his,' per se. She's his dear friend and ally, not his pet.]

[envoyoftwilight]

I would suppose so. What makes him... her... so special? [Can your wolf solve complex dungeon puzzles? How about walking on tight ropes? As far as Midna's concerned, Link can't be beat.]

[halfbakedprophet]

She's God.

[Yes and yes. She can also control the sun, moon, and stars, and can even open doors without thumbs!]

[envoyoftwilight]

You must be kidding.

[Really. Really?]

[halfbakedprophet]

[He grins.] Maybe. [Yes, actually.]

[envoyoftwilight]

That's not an explanation. She either is or isn't. There's no in between when you're claiming to be a celestial being.

[halfbakedprophet]

Touchy, touchy!

[An explanation it might not be, but he just felt like messing with her a little.]

Amaterasu-Ōmikami, the origin of all that is good and mother to us all.

[envoyoftwilight]

Where I come from, claiming to be a god would be taken very seriously.

[She fingers her chin lightly.] And I assume this Amaterasu wolf is the goddess of your world.

[halfbakedprophet]

Parbleu! [False claims of godhood should never be acceptable.]

Ma chérie is the Sun, the moon, and all that is good. She also just happens to be a big, lazy wolf.

Pardonnez moi, I got a bit long-winded. What about yours?

[curse_of_power]

And what sort of unfinished business would that be, O Twilight Queen.

[Can you hear the sarcasm in reciting your title? ...'Cause there was a lot.]

[envoyoftwilight]

[Loud and clear, Sir. Loud and clear.]

The kind I don't tell to throne usurpers who don't like getting their hands dirty.

[curse_of_power]

Zant was a necessary puppet to regain my corporeal form.

I have no problems getting my hands dirty.

[envoyoftwilight]

What he was or was not is hardly the point, Master of Strings. Either way, I don't much care for you.

[curse_of_power]

Oh don't give me that. If the situation was reversed, you cannot tell me you would not have taken my offer to overthrow Zant with the power I could have offered you.