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TEAM BUILDING EVENT #3

TEAM BUILDING EVENT #3

CONTENT WARNINGS: medical content

▶ 001. WELL DESERVED REST.

With no sign of upcoming city-level threats, LILITH has made the decision to provide Outsiders with a well-deserved break: there will be no official missions for the month of December. Outsiders are free to roam the city, continue their usual civilian jobs or take a holiday to any of the locations available via data portal. During this period, LILITH leadership will also be taking time off and any attempts to contact them will be met with an ‘out of office’ return email unless it is an emergency. (Dr. Spim is still around, but … he is a cat and doesn’t answer anyway... unless he feels like it.)

That isn’t to say it’s going to be a completely quiet month, of course. Our players have kindly prepared several player plots that anyone is welcome to join. Please refer to the top level here for links to the relevant plots. An updated quest has also been listed here.

Additionally, the Outsiders Program has successfully finished its first year! LILITH will be giving all Outsiders old and new a thank you bonus of 500,000 KRYPTOS (approximately 3230 USD) to spend freely on their holiday. Try not to spend it all on pachinko!

▶ 002. LET IT SNOW.

Starting December 1st, the temperature in Neo Tokyo will take a dive as the country enters into winter. The first signs of snowfall will occur on December 1st, and as it continues, the city will be transformed into a winter wonderland. The shops and restaurants of Neo Tokyo are capitalizing on the approaching festivities, putting up Christmas lights, Christmas trees and decorations. Many stores are having sales on warm clothing and popular gifts. Isn’t it the perfect time to find some nice gifts for your friends?

While only a suggestion, it is encouraged to support the integration of the orphans from Transylvania by taking them out on a winter adventure.

Winter activities found in Neo Tokyo include:

- Christmas Winter Illuminations. Certain parts of the city will be lit up in Christmas lights and holographic, winter-themed illuminations. Stop by at the right time and there might even be a drone show to watch.
- Ice sculpture building. Artists have gathered in Yoyogi Park to showcase their latest ice sculpture creations. Outsiders may view the attraction or join in on the ice sculpture contest. Winners will get prize money.
- Ice-skating. The Yokohama Red Brick Ice Rink is open again and characters are free to go skating with their friends. As a part of its latest attraction, the ice has been fitted with microscopic nanobots that light up when touched, causing the ice to glow or showcase striking colors as people skate across it.
- Playing in the snow. Even under threat of kaiju, the people of Neo Tokyo take the time to have fun when they can. Through the streets, there are people making snow angels or pelting each other with snowballs.

Characters may visit Las Vegas, Kyoto or Okinawa using the data portals. Kyoto and Okinawa continue to be uninhabited, but they can camp there if they wish. They are free to book a hotel and enjoy their holiday in Las Vegas too, where the city will have its own brand of winter activities (winter illuminations, Christmas shows, ice-skating and holiday-themed Vegas shows). While the weather is still cold, it will be snowing in Kyoto but not in Okinawa or Las Vegas.

▶ 003. SNUGGLE UP.

All the lights and festivities happening in the city are putting some strain on the power grid, and this leads to occasional bouts of power failure during the month of December. These seem to be happening in the base and throughout the city of Neo Tokyo, and they last for a few hours each time. With hospital equipment running on back-up generators, it isn’t a huge cause for concern, but it certainly is an annoyance; especially with the weather so cold.

LILITH robots will be offering Outsiders on the base extra blankets (traditional and emergency foil blankets) along with heat packs to get through the cold. Starting a fire within the base will not be allowed since it is a hazard, so those who still need the extra warmth will need to find other creative ways to obtain it. A snuggle never hurt anyone, right? There is one operational fireplace in the Library, and Outsiders may notice an influx of small tables throughout the base with self-serve hot beverages on battery operated kettles, such as tea, hot cocoa & artificial coffee. As Outsiders congregate around the base, snuggled up in their new festive blankets, perhaps now would be a good time for some classic party games such as Never Have I Ever and Two Truths and a Lie.

▶ 004. TAKE YOUR MEDICINE.

Dr. Spim takes regular cat naps anyway, so he doesn’t see the need to take a holiday. As a result, he has continued to work tirelessly on finetuning the cure for the vampiric disease. Throughout the month, he will make several requests for volunteers (those with and without the vampiric disease) to participate in the ongoing clinical trials.

The serum he is testing will not cause harm to the body, but it might result in any of the following side effects:

- Dizziness, fatigue and difficulty coordinating movement.
- Fever, chills and a desperate need for warmth.
- Mood changes, which can present as euphoric or depressed or both.
- Hallucinations or delusions.
- Increased hunger, thirst or other physical needs (interpret as you wish.)
- A ravenous need for blood (for vampires.)

Certain volunteers may encounter no side effects at all, while some may experience all of them. Luck of the draw, really. The side effects are not permanent and last for a few hours. As always, Dr. Spim will explain the possible side effects and get consent before administering the medicine.

By the end of the month, a stable cure will be finalized and LILITH robots will deliver it to all those affected by the vampiric disease (if your character was already a vampire, don't worry about it). It is highly encouraged to take the medicine! Dr. Spim has no time to chase down the people refusing to take their medicine, so he might pay some of their friends to do it for him. He is a cat. He has better things to do (such as knock this beaker off the table….)

As an OOC note, please do not let your character remain a vampire unless they are already a vampiric character. The vampire event in Transylvania was meant to only have temporary effect.

▶ 005. AFTERWORD.

Welcome to our third team building event! All tags on this log are worth 2 points and will count towards December AC.

We have a lot of player plots this month, and are using this log to encourage players to participate in the player plots since the event itself is light. As a reminder, the mod team will be taking a break during the month of December and will not be answering any questions at this time.

EVENT BREAKDOWN/RECAP (CLICK TO EXPAND)

1. WELL DESERVED REST: Outsiders enjoy a quiet month with no kaiju attacks, but are provided plenty of things to do (via player plots) and they are welcome to use the data portal to travel to Okinawa and Las Vegas at this time.

2. LET IT SNOW: Heavy snowfall turns Neo Tokyo into a winter wonderland with many snow related activities to participate in such as ice skating, ice sculpture making, etc. LILITH encourages the Outsiders to allow the misplaced orphans to participate in some of these activities.

3. SNUGGLE UP: The power outages strike again, this time from too many festive lights that overheat the generators. LILITH provides Outsiders with emergency blankets and hot beverages during times of outages.

4. TAKE YOUR MEDICINE: Dr. Spim trial runs an antidote for the vampiric disease that struck Outsiders during their mission in Brasov. He takes volunteers who are both vampires and not. Finally, a cure is made, and all Outsiders are asked to take it (please do not let your character remain a vampire unless they are already a vampiric character.)

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I'd say that was part of humanity's flaw, but -.

( It is not specific to humans. He's seen jujutsu sorcerers walk away from their companion's corpses and carry on like the world still turns. Geto might have been a very specific case in how he gave himself over so quickly to his depression. Maybe he didn't have quite as strong a backbone. )

Sometimes it's all one can do to survive, I think. It's annoying more than it is baffling. A lot of people might see it as simply not letting the Kaiju win. Though the excess in which they do that is, hm. ( A pause, flicking the end of his cigarette to the ground to stub it out with his boot. ) I could do without it. Unfortunately though, I am in need of a gift.

( It is soon his ex-bestie's birthday. And while they fist fight in the hallway sometimes, Geto feels ... moved to it. ) Which means dealing with the masses.

[ Silco's derisive scoff says it all, maybe. ]

I understand the transgressiveness of surviving despite hostile elements. However, it is glaring when the masses do nothing but exist quietly, doing little.

[ Silco always thought this, however. He shook his head, because he's said it all before to Geto. His opinions on the weak people here. ]

Who could possibly be demanding a gift from you? Subjecting you to... this.

[ He'd come out for smokes and now it seems he's getting roped into Geto's shopping. ]

It's the consuming. ( Listen, unfortunately he is very fussy, and therefore if he had been given a kinder life he too might have just spent it buying trinkets and making himself look pretty. But he's seen too much, and therefore he gets to disdain everyone else. ) People are dying and here they are. But that kind of thought has gotten us both into trouble before, no?

( Thankfully he's in his don't give a fuck era. So, the task at hand. )

Ah, my best friend. ( Simple enough, a little wry, ever so slightly tinged with weight. ) It's his birthday. And while he hasn't necessarily made any demands, well. The winter months make me nostalgic. Only it's been ten years, and I know what I would have done as a teenager, but not as a grown adult. It's a fine line, Silco-san.

( He constantly straddles the line between wanting to put space back between them or craving that simple intimacy of his youth. Who knows if he'll actually follow through? Which is why he's smoking and brooding. )

[ That sort of talk would get them in trouble. It's an easy thing to do, but LILITH won't have it while they're out and about outside of the base.

Which is why Geto's turn to talk about his friend, and Silco's single eyebrow winds down in curiosity. ]

A decade? Since you both talked? Before here, I assume.

[ He called him his best friend, so he assumed no love lost. ]

Quite a bit of time for someone to change.

In some ways he's still the same old idiot. But then, so am I.

( Cheerful, bright, perhaps a tad unhinged but that's how his good moods usually work these days. ) But mm. We were friends, in school. And then, well -. Satoru was the only one who could best me, everyone knew that. So we didn't see each other. And now we're here, and we have things to work through, but I think I still want to celebrate it. Does that make sense? Maybe not.

( He doesn't know how to explain the desperate way the friendship fell apart, and how it's felt like a part of his soul has been cleaved from him since. )

I did tell you I was sentimental. ( His teeth flash as he smiles. ) Though knowing Satoru he'll piss me off before and I'll not want to give him anything.

( JOKES ON HIM, THE PARTY ITSELF WILL BE A FARCE. )

[ He wonders. He says they haven't seen each other in a decade. That they were friends, and he was the only one who could best him.

How oddly similar they are. ]

You want to celebrate a friendship that lapsed for a time?

No, I suppose some are sentimental for such things. [ A beat. ] Was the rift your doing?

[ It's a question, pointed, curious, perhaps a touch of projection in there. They had been friends in school, which is not so much like what he knew — his education poor and mostly self-taught — but he knew the ages children went to school. Generally. ]

( He fidgets long enough to find another cigarette - he'd prefer a drink, but it will have to do, flicking the lighter sharply with the calloused edge of his thumb. Silco is perhaps the only one around he offers up the ugly parts of himself to, simply because Silco is the only one around Geto knows would not judge. ) Mm. Well, the massacre I could have maybe played off as a blip in judgement, but then there was my defection and subsequent commandeering of a cult, so. Yes, the rift was my doing.

( A laugh, smoke plumed. It's a dry, humourless thing. )

The problem is I liked him very much, but it wasn't enough to save either of us in the end. And I couldn't bring him on my path with me, I didn't ask because I didn't want to know the answer. ( What if he had said no? What if he had said yes? ) You cauterise a wound to stop it being infected, don't you? That's what I'd hoped to do.

( Faux cheerfully. )

And now a birthday present.

[ For a long moment, Silco looked at him, Geto is on his right side for now, so it's less an eerie view than his unblinking eye. He somewhat wishes it was his other eye, but he preferred not to have people on that side.]

Hm. Didn't agree with your political opinions, essentially?

[ There is an edge to his words that wasn't there before. It is not directed at Geto, but that knife cuts regardless. ]

You left because otherwise he would have to stop you. Was that a gift to yourself, or him? Or both?

[ He said that his friend was stronger than him. That he would be the only one that could have stopped him. Wasn't that just a funny little coincidence? Silco knew he could never have left, so it hardly matters. To be fair... Where would he have gone? It's not like a trencher would be welcome elsewhere. It's not like he had anywhere to go.

Though, Geto made it out and to somewhere that mattered, it seemed. People had a way of adapting, Silco just hated doing it in ways he didn't want. ]

( He's aware of the gaze on him, but there's something unruffled about him as he smokes - or as unruffled as he can be with a baseline that teeters. ) A little of both. The weight of my execution would have fallen on his shoulders even as teenagers. We were strong. The strongest. The elders gorged themselves on that, as if they had a hand in producing us. And with my technique only Satoru could get close enough. I had curses that could cause a great deal of destruction. Useful, only when it was in their name.

( He shifts to look at Silco, smile boyish. )

I knew he'd kill me in the end. But if I was going to do something I would need the time to do it. In surviving I could build a world better for us. I still hoped one day I could. And then when everyone we loved was safe he could forgive me for the things I'd done to get there. I don't know why he never tracked me down. Truthfully, I don't even know what would have happened had I never shown back up.

( Another smoke-filled exhale. )

There is something truthfully hilarious about ripping a part of yourself out only to have to try and shove it back. It's one of my biggest qualms with LILITH. Neighbours. Can you imagine what that's like? Have you ever had a friend like that, Silco-san? Where it feels like they're a limb?

[ Silco can imagine it.

It makes his hackles rise imperceptibly, even thinking about it. He had not really even considered... it had happened before, of course, but he had hoped that since arriving, that nobody would follow. Either from the world he'd been in before (other than the ones he arrived with) or... or if they came straight from his world. His daughter he could handle — likely to be the only one who could, honestly — but thinking of that resurfacing... The fact that Geto made by with this friend... that they were cordial... He couldn't imagine it. He would spin himself up over and over and over again if it meant that he could plunge a knife in his back.

He pulled something out of his coat, a flask, and wiggled it at Geto, before he handed it to him wordlessly. Maybe it is an excuse to take his time, figure out his words.

This man had clearly... reconciled with him. Enough to buy him a birthday gift, laughable. The thought made him nauseous, another twisted, broken mirror. These two had not been forced to split apart quite so...violently. ]

I have.

[ More than a limb, really. The funny thing about betrayal, about losing yourself in the river Pilt, letting it all wash away to let the weak man he'd once been wither and die in the water — is that a part of him had come off too. He knew it, because the man had never, never truly been what he was before.

Maybe everything had died in the river. He had. He came back, of course. He had to. Those little claws of cold, trying to dig themselves in and tug him under for good... Oh, if he had let them, where would things be now? How sad, and left behind would his people be? His revolution? They would be lost to the fissures and beaten down, no matter what.

He stared away, still giving Geto his good side. It was best this way, maybe, to see him as he was once. ]

He didn't need elders to motivate him to do what they expected of your friend. [ he reached up, and ran his fingers down his face, an idle gesture. ] He decided that on his own. Ah, but I am wily, and unwilling to die. [ A curl of his lip. ] So he did not succeed.

If they were to do something like that to me, put him next door... [ It was worse than Sebastian, although he could not imagine Vander in Brimstone. ] LILITH would be foolish to..

I killed him once. I would not hesitate to do so again.

[ And this is where they were different. Silco had no forgiveness in his black pit of a heart for that man. All the fond memories were seared out like this skin around his blackened, hateful eye. ]

After all, it was not just this that he gave me that he has to pay for — [ A tip of his head. Showing off the scar, the eye. ] — But once we both had a cause. He abandoned it.

That's crime enough, don't you think?

( The flask is taken, good-natured as he unscrews the cap, takes a hearty enough swig. Such progress, considering months before and he wouldn't have wanted to even share air. Though whether that is positive or not is anyone's guess. Either way he hands it back just as easily, relishing in the burn, the alcohol warming to his extremities.

It's a big enough distraction from the tale. Geto's brow furrows ever so slightly, the humour in which he distances himself from his own past sloughing off. Silco's voice sounds even, he does a very good job at affecting a lack of concern, but under watchful eyes there are enough tells. It's a miserable story. He knows enough of the man to picture it. )

Even if you were given another chance? One without what drives you back home?

( There's very little judgement in Geto's voice. He can imagine the answer anyway. Silco only ever thinks of his cause. There is no respite for him. Maybe Geto would be the same, had he something to go back to. Maybe were he alive, he'd never have let himself be cowed. Maybe if Satoru had scarred him physically instead of just emotionally -.

He tries to imagine killing him for it. The way his thoughts shy away immediately is answer enough to questions he hasn't asked. He couldn't. Not then, and not now. So he flicks ash, watches a gaggle of strangers wander by, thinks of how tiring it must be for Silco too. ) I suppose, if they try, I can always help you hide the body.

[ It's a funny little proposal. But silco knows that in the world before, they'd both been pulled in. It had not been more than a day before the man had crushed his throat, immediate. He'd been the first to die. He'd taken him next, slaughtered because he'd done it to him.

It was a cycle, now. The killing. Even without his cause, he could do nothing but. ]

Even without my cause. You understood it in time to leave, that your friend would have to deal with you. We were different.

[ He takes the flask back, and drinks from it, a longer pull this time. ]

Do you know what it is to be betrayed? To trust someone -- that person who's another limb -- and have them turn on you simply because you don't capitulate when they lose the appetite for the fight? He lost it only so much that he would turn it on our betters, but me?

I was the loose end. The... Inconvenience.

[ What had made Silco this way? This hateful, angry man? Oh, he hated the topsiders, sure. He has always wanted to deal with them, let them see the folly of their domination. But... There had been a time when Silco hadn't been so paranoid, so cruel, and hateful. He's the shadow of the boy he'd been, but it was a lesson he'd had to learn.

And so he passed it along. ]

There is nobody that can be trusted. Everyone will leave you someday, unless they understand this lesson.

[ Fervent, with that same drive toward his cause. This was a reality. It was the way the world worked. It was an undeniable truth that everyone needed to learn, like Silco was the only one that understood this.]

If LILITH does this to me, I will have a body to hide, though. Your offer could be of use.

( From what he's heard of Silco's world, and from what he knows of the man himself, Geto can surely paint a picture together well enough. He doesn't imagine his friend was always the way he is now, he had to have been young at some point, and the thing about bitterness is that it doesn't spring free fully formed along with a person. It needs to have been fed, drop by drop. Would Geto have been just as hurt had Satoru not avoided meeting for those ten years? What about if he had simply done what they'd asked straight away? Would he have been angry? He'd waited that whole time, expecting it, but not once did the rage come. Other things, yes. But at his friend?

No, it was different. He would have let it happen regardless. He still thinks it should. And Geto has been tired of the world for so long. He doesn't share the other man's fervent desire to cling to it. Look at how readily he'd accepted his death. )

That sounds lonely, Silco-san. ( Mild, a little tinged with something. ) But I understand it. And I think you would do whatever it is you needed to survive, that isn't something to balk at. Sometimes things are unchangeable. I'd say you might surprise yourself, but we may never know.

[ Of course it is, he almost snaps. ]

That's what it is, to lose everything, Geto. I was left to die, or perhaps... [ He ran fingers down his lips, considering. ] No, more accurately, I went to ground, and never recovered. Though, when you don't want the dangerous ideas, it would make sense.

[ Silco had been left to deal with it alone. The pain, the toxins, the way it ate at his skin, taking even his eyelid, leaving him with an eye that quickly went cloudy, his vision loss and pain had been just a lingering, painful lance through his head as his cornea deteriorated and the layers of his eye peeled away from dryness, driving him more and more mad. He remembered it, the hand on his neck, choking the life out of him. He hadn't even needed two.

He'd relied on him, after all. They both had. They'd had nothing but their wits and their fists, so little compared to the guns and jackboots from the enforcers.

They'd had nothing. They'd been nothing. Just an inconvenience for the Pilties to squash down, and then Vander had needed only the faintest of motivation. Silco's unwillingness to just give up. ]

The only thing that would surprise me, is if he took the fight up again. He wanted to deal with our oppressors. Play their games, play nice with them, and let them have what they always wanted. A compliant, silent working class that never dared to make a sound of protest.

That is when I would change things. It will not happen, therefore... Well.

[ A spread of his hands. ]

I'm...happy you and your friend reconciled. Perhaps there is hope for old friends in some strange worlds.

You're right to fight back. You're not the kind of man to show their belly for the sake of scraps. ( It loses some of the gentleness he usually speaks with, turns more serious. He eyes Silco up as he says it, a little more intent than usual. ) That's what Satoru wanted too, do you know? To change things from the inside. Brick by brick, remake the whole thing. I wanted to knock it down. It's funny how these things repeat, ideological opposites in people who without that would not stray from each other's sides. But it takes more than most want to give, and that is why you and I are forced to be what we are. Only a monster can make such sacrifices.

( It depresses him that these things seem more prevalent, isn't sure what to do with that knowledge. In the end he drags his tongue along his teeth, almost irritated. )

Don't take anything I say too badly, Silco-san. The week could turn to a new one and I'll want to throw him off a building. Things are different from our youth, it's just that I'm a fool. ( A little in love from the beginning, he's coming to realise, stupidly intertwined. Silco does not seem like a romantic though, and Geto keeps that to himself. There's no point wearing his heart on his sleeve these days. It doesn't work out. ) I don't feel like shopping anymore. But I do feel like lining Tezcatlipoca's pockets more. A proper drink? On me.

Neither had he been. [ he said, with the sort of finality of what a true loss of self was. Silco would have never expected it, for someone who he'd grown up with, worked with, staged a revolution with to have ever given up the fight. To think there was something worth more to protect than their cause. No, cowards who lost their way should pay for such foolishness.

Silco would never, could never.

~~He would, for the exact same reason.~~ ] But don't worry, I won't hold it against you. [ much. ] We all have our foolish weaknesses, don't we?

And a drink would be precisely what we need to drown it. [ At the bottom of a river. ] I'm sure Tezcatlipoca would hardly mind the company, either.

( An easy smile, unworried. ) I've yet to see yours.

( Maybe his daughter, but Geto isn't the kind of person to see something like that as foolish. He already knows the things he's done for his own, and Silco's fierce fondness of his Jinx is a mirror. Certainly he's felt more easy around the man since they discovered their mutual fatherhood, and if it makes him a little more fond then that's his business. So if there was anything else, Geto hasn't noticed it. Maybe his fervent desire for power, but that too is something he cannot fault. It's not exactly a fact that bothers him though, he's not looking to undercut anyone here. )

Or a captive audience. ( Tezcatlipoca, he means. He likes to talk when their paths cross. But that's fine. ) As long as the liquor is strong I don't care about much else. Let's hope the rest of the world has forgotten it's existence.

Oh?

[ Silco knew it. It was his daughter. He knew it deep in his black pit of a heart that she was his weakness. When he'd seen her on the bridge, in just exactly the —

No, he knew his weakness, even if Geto does the kindness of obfuscating it. As long as she is not here, however, and her soul is not inert in the hexgem he keeps secreted away in his rooms, he is fine. It's almost...freeing. Having her not here, in its own way. He knows he wishes he could hold his daughter — despite the fact that when he last saw her they had been fighting — but he does not have to worry about it. It is a secret he keeps to himself, only a few know of it. Geto, of course, being one of the few.

Most of who knew also had a child, something precious that they guarded, the knowledge of their own weaknesses. ]

Tezcatlipoca is... an interesting person. God, I suppose. [ Silco was used to him, of course, but that's to be expected. He'd had a hand in his summoning, in his own way, back where he had been before. ] Well, let's get there before this crowd knocks into us again, hm?

Edited (HIDES MY FACE IN SHAME ) 2024-12-15 15:14 (UTC)

He's certainly that.

( Interesting. Though Geto thinks it's only through dealing with Satoru during his formative years that he doesn't want to punch Tezcatlipoca in the face. There's something a little too self-assured in the god when they meet. Not quite annoying, but adjacent. Or maybe it's just that the gods have a habit of peering at him and assuming things. Often right, but unwanted. )

I've been working on him for a discount, but he remains surprisingly stubborn. ( Teeth flash, amused, as he neatly sidesteps a harried man trying to catch hold of a child's hand while holding several boxes. ) As his acolyte, do you think you could put in a good word for me, mm? Pity for the unemployed dead of us.

[ He laughed. ]

Are you kidding me? He's harder on me than the rest of you. Makes me pay every time. [ The unemployed dead, he says. He supposed that would put a damper on motivating him to do much here. Dead? Couldn't be him. :) ]

I suppose that's what I get for spending time around gods, hm? If you want a deal, I think Set would have a way to hoodwink your way into getting what you want. He's quite clever, you know.

[ Honestly, smarter than him. Silco is... smart. Brilliant, even, but he is rigid. He's a planner for logistics and the machinery of large industries and people. Set has that chaotic tactic about him that Silco finds that works best against gods and demons alike. ]

( A snort of amusement. ) Really? What's the point in having friends in high places then? Tch, I expected benefits.

( He's not quite that close to Tezcatlipoca himself, but surely Silco? It's all in jest anyway, the playful widening of eyes, the looseness of his shoulders. They get paid for killing Kaiju and it's not like Geto spends much of his money. Cigarettes, alcohol, cup noodles. It doesn't take much. )

And he is. That's why talking to him gives me a headache. He says he's no longer omnipotent but it's like arguing in circles regardless. He knows too many things. Was he like that in your old world too? The one you knew each other in?

Oh, worse.

[ He said, with a roll of his eyes. ] I think it's a god thing. They know so much, and have so much experience that they don't even need to have omnipotence to understand what we are like. After all, they had worshippers for a reason, too. Gods like Tezcatlipoca and Set are... perceptive.

They use that as a tool as much as you and I would. They just have several thousand years on us.

[ He'd be bitter about it, but...well. He's grown used to accepting this. Being a mortal who parlays with gods often means he understands who he is. ]

Playing their games requires learning how they think.

They could be perceptive elsewhere.

( Set, specifically. They've only spoken a handful of times and yet each one the god has been charming and far too sharp. Geto fears he's one carefully batted set of eyelashes away from just doing something unspeakable. So while Silco's used to it, he remains unfortunately needled. )

You'd think with how many strong personalities we have here they'd mind their business, but I suppose then that wouldn't be as fun. It must be stranger for them, all that power reduced. And I'm sure they can handle themselves if someone were to take exception.

Hm.

[ Well, he doesn't disagree, they are nosy, but then again... they had so much power, so much knowledge, a place like this was probably simple. Or perhaps, more likely, they enjoyed outsiders more, because they were interesting. A god could never resist something interesting. ]

Correct. And I think... when one has that much life and experience, anything...unique is likely more interesting than anything else.

I think we're supposed to take it as compliments.

( He pulls a face at that, nonplussed. )

Would you? If they didn't already have your companionship? Did you before you knew them well enough?

▶ 001. WELL DESERVED REST.

▶ 002. LET IT SNOW.

▶ 003. SNUGGLE UP.

▶ 004. TAKE YOUR MEDICINE.

▶ 005. AFTERWORD.

he's so getting him a present now it's gonna be glorious.

HELP........................

JUST WAIT. IT'S GONNA BE REAL GOOD. ( it's not but it's the thought that counts )

god i can't wait/????

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cw: injury and eye stuff man it's silco it's to be expected

oh man silco ;;

SMILES CREAKILY........

it really takes someone writing it down to realise THE HORROR.

hehehehe i think about it all the time.......

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