In the end, did he not earn it, doing what a lot of you are not willing to do? In order to get more indulgence to go home with the power to get what he truly wants. That is why you came in the first place, is it not?
[they extend an arm out toward her, offering a hand.]
Let's find out, shall we? If you are willing to make a deal with me.
[ she won't argue with that, even if it causes a terrible surge of emotion in her. because it really should be so easy to kill everyone here, if that's what it took. for katalina, she should've been ready to devour that child, to kill any day of the week, at any instance. to kill anyone, because they aren't katalina.
so why didn't she? has her devotion grown so weak?
[they clasp her hand firmly, but not painfully. wriggling shadows begin to bubble up around gluttony's arm, waft off their shoulders, collect near their feet. something strikes her heavy in the heart: it's fear.
the shadows quickly leap over to start climbing her arm as the surface of the blood pool quivers. the shadows at the edges of the room bend in, grow darker. the fear is suffocating, and it isn't a simple ideal of any one thing, being afraid to die, being scared of the dark, being alone. it's old, ancient, pure fear. it's fear itself.
in the ringing, a name comes to her mind. blubber bulwark, and an idea follows quickly behind. she knows she will be able to reflect any non-fatal wounds back onto any attacker.
very suddenly, she blinks, and the fear and the shadows have vanished. gluttony has even let go of her hand, standing there patiently, and politely in place.]
Now you have two things from me which are not nefarious, hm?
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[ that's awful. despite how steely she is, vira has a sensitive heart, and she knows fear. this is worse, and she's still shaking when she draws her hand back to her side and squeezes it into a fist as she collects herself.
she blinks back any tears and takes a deep breath before speaking again. ]
...Instead of leaving me a dangerous power to use for the greater good, you give me a defensive power to possibly use in dangerous ways.
[ briefly, she smiles, more wry than humored. she can kill childe without an ability, but this will help. ]
Is that not the most interesting way to see what those like you will do with it? Is it not what mortals do already? Take the tools you have and decide the ethics of them.
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But on the contrary, I have had at least one not used for nefarious purposes.
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[ her feelings of which are annoyed??? stay dead???? ]
Which would you give me, Gluttony? A power to help others, or to kill that which stands in my way?
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[they extend an arm out toward her, offering a hand.]
Let's find out, shall we? If you are willing to make a deal with me.
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so why didn't she? has her devotion grown so weak?
she nods and takes his hand. ]
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the shadows quickly leap over to start climbing her arm as the surface of the blood pool quivers. the shadows at the edges of the room bend in, grow darker. the fear is suffocating, and it isn't a simple ideal of any one thing, being afraid to die, being scared of the dark, being alone. it's old, ancient, pure fear. it's fear itself.
in the ringing, a name comes to her mind. blubber bulwark, and an idea follows quickly behind. she knows she will be able to reflect any non-fatal wounds back onto any attacker.
very suddenly, she blinks, and the fear and the shadows have vanished. gluttony has even let go of her hand, standing there patiently, and politely in place.]
Now you have two things from me which are not nefarious, hm?
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she blinks back any tears and takes a deep breath before speaking again. ]
...Instead of leaving me a dangerous power to use for the greater good, you give me a defensive power to possibly use in dangerous ways.
[ briefly, she smiles, more wry than humored. she can kill childe without an ability, but this will help. ]
You are a strange one, Gluttony. Thank you.
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[they bow slightly at the shoulders.]
You are welcome.