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[featherduster]

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Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[reflectonyourchoices]

[ She drums her nails on the glass arm of her throne. ]

Well, fine. It'll be an interesting listen at least.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[featherduster]

[ well he might as well shoot his shot while three separate people are humoring him with varying levels of chagrin ]

Great!

Okay, first of all, don't pull memories outta people's heads. In fact, memory theft aside, don't mess with people's heads at all unless they say it's okay. That's basic manners.

If they say they're okay with it, then what you get up to with weirdos is your business.

Second, shoving glass into people is pretty rude. Especially if you're using it to control them later. Don't do that either.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[ohlord]

[... yeeeeeeeeeeeeah, the second one's a BIG NOPE.]

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[endsjustified]

Do no further harm, and no further harm shall be done unto you -- in sum.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[reflectonyourchoices]

[ She sighs a bit, and shakes her head. ]

Entirely contrary to my nature. I won't do it.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[featherduster]

[ bruh ]

So that's really how it's gonna be...

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[ohlord]

Are ya even that surprised?

People who use "their nature" as a reason're just lookin' for an excuse to never change.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[endsjustified]

Always a risk with a being under arcane bindings. Pity, though.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[reflectonyourchoices]

[ She makes a vaguely scolding noise. ]

I am a goddess. Applying mortal rules to me is ridiculous from the start.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[featherduster]

Pretty sure ending up in this place applied plenty of mortal rules to you by default. Unless I'm mistaken?

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[ohlord]

Y'ain't no god I recognize.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[endsjustified]

[almost gently: not a boast, simply a statement of fact]

It is best practice to kill gods like you, where I am from.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[reflectonyourchoices]

[ Pandora’s hand twitches towards the crack in her face. ]

Regardless. I won’t submit to the likes of you.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[featherduster]

[ Watches her hand. Watches her face. ]

Seems like you're not quite used to pain, Miss Goddess. Whatever your cause is, it isn't worth it.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[ohlord]

No one's even sayin' anythin' about submission, either...

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[endsjustified]

In the act of being brought here you've already submitted to a mortal's hands -- or coils, as it were.

If you intend to escalate regardless, because your pride won't let you bend further voluntarily? I hope you'll remember this day with regret. I truly do.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[reflectonyourchoices]

That sounds dangerously close to a threat.

[ Her nails extend and sharpen. ]

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[featherduster]

[ WELLLLP

Immediately trying to put himself between her and Styx and Charon. Naturally. ]

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[ohlord]

[welp.

at least that gives him some cover to pull his gun discreetly, getting ready]

Sounded more like a lament to me.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[endsjustified]

[he doesn’t shift, or doesn’t appear to. but he’s been letting a spell build and drop and build and drop through this exchange to cut down on time if it comes down to a fight after all.

the air feels…tight. everyone smells sand on an out-of-place desert breeze.]

Consider it a last chance to back down, rather.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[reflectonyourchoices]

It is a last chance. For all of you.

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[featherduster]

If backing down means letting you hurt people unchallenged, then no, we're not.

[ He is giving Styx a Meaningful Glance out of the corner of his eye ]

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[ohlord]

[no worries, gun is already cocked and ready to fire some honeysuckle

which, of course, means he's shooting at the reflective bitch, around Vash.]

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[endsjustified]

[soft]

Open Gate.

[the field around them all turns into a desert landscape, without warning. it doesn't hinder them -- the sand isn't quite real, the blasted grey sky isn't quite real, though there's enough arid heat and sense of grit in the air to hint that it might be real somewhere.

three centaurs are charging down the dunes towards Mirror in a thunder of hooves, heads and human torsos encased in beaten iron armor, long lances of the same material aimed at her from three directions. what up.]

Re: Day 43(?) (tbd??)

[reflectonyourchoices]

[ Oh she is not going to just get shot this time. She falls back into her chair and - dissolves into it? It's as if she dove backwards into a pool of water. The honeysuckle shot impacts the throne a moment later, leaving a black bullet hole in its wake. The lances, too, go through it in three spots, just shattering the throne to pieces.

From the small lake of glass at their feet, Pandora laughs. ]