…Oh, well, of course I can’t do that. I’m just a Servant right now, not actually a Divine Spirit.
[ counterpoint: fate/ bullshit, haha!! me crying, but it also suitably distracts Quetzalcoatl a little, because she does speak pretty loosely about it… And it doesn’t seem like Hayame had heard of her before, so that’s not surprising, now that she thinks about it. ]
If I’d been brought as I actually am, it’d be no problem! I don’t think I could bring back any worlds or anything, but I could do what Zenith is promising on my own, you know? That way they wouldn’t have to worry! They could just be Meridian and I’d make a world for them.
[ She makes it sound simple even though it’s still not, but that’s at least Quetzalcoatl’s dedication. It could be hard or she could even die to make it, but she’d do it. It wouldn’t be the first time, so the idea doesn’t bother her.
However. All of that is probably irrelevant compared to the last thing she casually says... ]
This me is just a vessel, yes! A kind señorita offered up her body, and we were very compatible, so it stuck as a way to lessen me, I guess! I forget that’s not obvious to people that don’t know of me, because I’m a male god, yes!
[Fate/ bullshit... Which I feel like someone tried to explain to her before, but we're going to pretend Hayame didn't fucking get it because honestly that seems IC. Servant, Divine Spirit... well, the latter is a "god", but.
Of course she still is going on about saving Zenites. Who the hell cares about saving those who are willing to throw away so many other lives just to preserve their own measly existance and that of one single person from their world? Hayame is ready to say some biting comment about how Quetzalcoatl apparently wasn't even a proper god any longer, not all powerful, not all knowing, and she still wanted to waste what she was capable of on saving rotten souls like Silco and his ilk, but instead-]
I’m not trying to be funny, though, no! I’m serious! Ah, it’s too bad that we didn’t meet at the festival, since that would have made it easy… But then I would have been trying to be bad, so maybe not.
[ It’s murmured to herself, but don’t worry about that. With a laugh, she continues. ]
Aguanta, I'll just show you in Communion, I guess!
[ It’s not hard for her to bring forth a vision of herself in Communion to talk to instead, because it’s not that different from how she might have manifested to a follower as a god. But rather than the version of Quetzalcoatl that she’s come to know, there’s some hunk?! He laughs, and though Quetzalcoatl’s voice is now filled with a deep bass, the way the god talks… Does not change in the slightest. Himbo/bimbo rights. ]
Like this! This is what I’d look like if I manifested my own body or something!
[Also, what do festivals have to do with anything??? Before she can even ask, there are images in her head, half-naked images in her mind of a man, which, sure, perhaps she could believe it was a memory, but it could just as easily be a construction...]
[ His voice turns whiny, but as requested, Quetzalcoatl at least frees Hayame from the vision of his beautiful rack… But the god’s voice stays male for now, since it helps make the point. ]
I’m a male god, yes! You can ask Set if you don’t believe me, he knows!!
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[ counterpoint: fate/ bullshit, haha!! me crying, but it also suitably distracts Quetzalcoatl a little, because she does speak pretty loosely about it… And it doesn’t seem like Hayame had heard of her before, so that’s not surprising, now that she thinks about it. ]
If I’d been brought as I actually am, it’d be no problem! I don’t think I could bring back any worlds or anything, but I could do what Zenith is promising on my own, you know? That way they wouldn’t have to worry! They could just be Meridian and I’d make a world for them.
[ She makes it sound simple even though it’s still not, but that’s at least Quetzalcoatl’s dedication. It could be hard or she could even die to make it, but she’d do it. It wouldn’t be the first time, so the idea doesn’t bother her.
However. All of that is probably irrelevant compared to the last thing she casually says... ]
This me is just a vessel, yes! A kind señorita offered up her body, and we were very compatible, so it stuck as a way to lessen me, I guess! I forget that’s not obvious to people that don’t know of me, because I’m a male god, yes!
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Of course she still is going on about saving Zenites. Who the hell cares about saving those who are willing to throw away so many other lives just to preserve their own measly existance and that of one single person from their world? Hayame is ready to say some biting comment about how Quetzalcoatl apparently wasn't even a proper god any longer, not all powerful, not all knowing, and she still wanted to waste what she was capable of on saving rotten souls like Silco and his ilk, but instead-]
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[God possession is a concept she is familiar with, but only among actually compatible beings! Like, you know, a female vessel for a female-]
I have seen your breasts!
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[ NOT THE POINT QUETZ ]
I’m not trying to be funny, though, no! I’m serious! Ah, it’s too bad that we didn’t meet at the festival, since that would have made it easy… But then I would have been trying to be bad, so maybe not.
[ It’s murmured to herself, but don’t worry about that. With a laugh, she continues. ]
Aguanta, I'll just show you in Communion, I guess!
[ It’s not hard for her to bring forth a vision of herself in Communion to talk to instead, because it’s not that different from how she might have manifested to a follower as a god. But rather than the version of Quetzalcoatl that she’s come to know, there’s some hunk?! He laughs, and though Quetzalcoatl’s voice is now filled with a deep bass, the way the god talks… Does not change in the slightest. Himbo/bimbo rights. ]
Like this! This is what I’d look like if I manifested my own body or something!
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[Hers are kind of big, too, if she didn't bind them, and also wait- IT'S NOT THE POINT!]
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Get your man costume out of my head!
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[ His voice turns whiny, but as requested, Quetzalcoatl at least frees Hayame from the vision of his beautiful rack… But the god’s voice stays male for now, since it helps make the point. ]
I’m a male god, yes! You can ask Set if you don’t believe me, he knows!!