[ The blessing of a god like Set is not easily won, nor provided by him. He is partial to certain types of people, ones with long-standing grudges or battles against some 'other' that demand his attention. Among those he has chosen to bless, one harbors a deep-seated desire to see their other destroyed, one harbors the potential to reach into the beating heart of the world and rip it apart. And the third, is Makoto. Makoto, who considers the stage upon which he wants to face his sun, and whose answer is satisfying enough. ]
As I said, my blessing is for those who belong to 'my side' [ the air quotes are there, heavily implying the transitory nature of such words; even though he is a god, he speaks like a demon — like fey creatures, in riddles and hidden meanings. He does mean Meridian, for that is the side he has made himself representative of, but Zenith who might support him from within — who are not sold on the ideal of a 'perfect world', or the woman who carries their banner — traitors and opportunists alike? They could count. ] But, the other offer is negotiable —
[ He dips his hands low, to seizes at Makoto's own where it has gathered in the golden line of his collar. Brightly, perhaps frighteningly so, he seems to come alive under the idea that somewhere, sometime, they may come together again. ]
— as I am quite willing to strike other types of deals among either Faction, as you may have overheard. Something that offers mutual satisfaction and benefit will always pique my interest, and there are so many ways that we could do that!
[ As if to illustrate such a thing, he nods across the open environment beyond them — the glimpse of bodies beyond the private cove they have slid into, where prying eyes and greedy ears might not fully glean the things they speak of. He calls attention to the dark-haired demon, the businessman and his bi-colored eyes. Deals, Set says. Honestly, he likely walked away with the better end of the bargain he had with Silco, this time... ]
I do not want a hasty, or forced decision for you either. I want to see your fight with the one you call 'master', although I will have to oppose you more than support you if you are with Zenith. I simply think there are a million worlds awaiting you, and any one of them could be a new place to take him. Meridian does not demand you go to your original home, after all.
[ He's just getting really excited. ]
Imagine picking out one to suit you and he! Imagine having him across a million different universes and cultures! An eternity of colorful experiences for the two of you!
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As I said, my blessing is for those who belong to 'my side' [ the air quotes are there, heavily implying the transitory nature of such words; even though he is a god, he speaks like a demon — like fey creatures, in riddles and hidden meanings. He does mean Meridian, for that is the side he has made himself representative of, but Zenith who might support him from within — who are not sold on the ideal of a 'perfect world', or the woman who carries their banner — traitors and opportunists alike? They could count. ] But, the other offer is negotiable —
[ He dips his hands low, to seizes at Makoto's own where it has gathered in the golden line of his collar. Brightly, perhaps frighteningly so, he seems to come alive under the idea that somewhere, sometime, they may come together again. ]
— as I am quite willing to strike other types of deals among either Faction, as you may have overheard. Something that offers mutual satisfaction and benefit will always pique my interest, and there are so many ways that we could do that!
[ As if to illustrate such a thing, he nods across the open environment beyond them — the glimpse of bodies beyond the private cove they have slid into, where prying eyes and greedy ears might not fully glean the things they speak of. He calls attention to the dark-haired demon, the businessman and his bi-colored eyes. Deals, Set says. Honestly, he likely walked away with the better end of the bargain he had with Silco, this time... ]
I do not want a hasty, or forced decision for you either. I want to see your fight with the one you call 'master', although I will have to oppose you more than support you if you are with Zenith. I simply think there are a million worlds awaiting you, and any one of them could be a new place to take him. Meridian does not demand you go to your original home, after all.
[ He's just getting really excited. ]
Imagine picking out one to suit you and he! Imagine having him across a million different universes and cultures! An eternity of colorful experiences for the two of you!