[Closed to Rhel]

[weenwoon]

Who: Hythlodaeus and Rhel
Where: The Pokecenter
When: End of the month, day of Hythlo's arrival
What: Rhel explains things to a robe man who's dripping on the sofa.

[Truth to tell, he is much drier now that when the conversation started, which is just as well. He has bigger things to worry about right now.]

Gods? That is... somewhat troubling.

[His experience with gods is limited, however. The last one he saw was Zodiark.]

What could they gain from keeping people here? And the constant rain must be wreaking havoc on the other creatures as well.

Comments

[thaumewturge]

No clue, to be honest, and I'm not even sure it is gods. My experiences, however, to point to "gods" as being the problem, because gods are always the problem.

[weenwoon]

[He chuckles, a little apologetically.]

Why do I feel like that is aimed at my people? No need to answer that, of course.

[He bends forward, resting his elbows on his knees.]

... You know the history of Amaurot, yes? I confess I feel more strongly about this disruption of natural order here than I might have otherwise. Is there aught we can do to investigate?

[thaumewturge]

[Lahabrea. The answer is always Lahabrea.]

We have been--most of us have been here for near a month now. But with our powers all seemingly taken from us, there isn't much we can do at this moment.

[weenwoon]

Oh dear, it is inconvenient, is it not? I feel as though I've gone blind.

[Rhel totally knows about the whole "can see souls" thing, right.]

I should like to join the investigation. Is it a coordinated effort? Everything seems to be in quite a disarray here...

[thaumewturge]

[Thankfully, she does.]

It's...an effort. Everyone more or less has just been looking into whatever they can and coming together to share interesting bits and pieces, but that's been about it. It has been working, though.

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo chuckles. An effort is how he would describe the Convocation as well, really.]

I see. I shall join the investigation on the morrow, then... after a meal and some rest, of course.

[He sighs and runs his hand down his face, but carefully - seemingly tired of the lights and people around them, Hades has taken refuge in Hythlo's robes to nap.]

Speaking of rest... I do not know the first thing of caring for these creatures. I do not think Hades has had a bite to eat since we met...

[thaumewturge]

Oh! Berries, they eat berries, one moment--

[Rhel pats down her pockets and then starts to dig in her bag until she pulls out a small bag of assorted berries to hand to Hythlodaeus. In the same motion, her wind-up G'raha falls from the bag and onto Flicker, who just makes a face until Rhel can get it off her head.]

Ah, sorry.

[weenwoon]

[He graciously accepts the berries, but unfortunately for Rhel, he noticed the G'raha.]

Oh my. Do you like dolls, lady Rhel?

[thaumewturge]

Yes, actually.

[No shame. Rhel fixes G'raha's hair before putting him back in her bag.]

I've quite the collection back home and usually keep five or so in my bag, but this is the only one that came with me. I've this one, this one but in another outfit, several that float, multiple that look like friends I bought purely to see their faces, and some that may not be mammets at all but tiny voidsent that are harmless and amusing to leave around my elder sisters when I visit.

[Rhel is well aware that she is a bit...odd when it comes to her mammets, okay.]

[weenwoon]

[He laughs a little as he unwraps the berries to take a closer look at them.]

Ah, I can see you are a true aficionado! It is curious to me, to be honest. We, too, had a tradition of creating miniature replicas of things or living creatures... smallscale concepts, naught more than toys and education for the children, but enjoyable to create nonetheless. I was quite good at it.

[thaumewturge]

Were you? What sort of things was Emet-Selch good at making, then, other than headaches?

[weenwoon]

[Okay, he has to laugh at this one for real.]

Headaches? Our most esteemed and eminent Emet-Selch? Unless you mean headaches for himself, in which case, you are correct. But if you want a real answer...

[He picks out a berry from the bag and twirls it in his fingers thoughtfully.]

He is very good at planning. 'Tis why he became Emet-Selch instead of me, truth to tell. I enjoy things as they are, but he sees ways to make them better.

[thaumewturge]

[Both Mheg and Flicker are eying that berry now that Hythlo is just playing with it.]

Planning...yes, that makes sense. But yes, he was a large headache at times. Gods forbid he was "bored".

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo certainly notices their interest, and after checking that Hades is still asleep he takes another berry to offer one each to both Flicker and Mheg. Sharing is caring.]

That is why you have to tire him out preemptively. That was my job too, you know.

[thaumewturge]

[Delighted candle-and-crow noises as the two eat their treats.]

By annoying him until he walked off for a nap?

[weenwoon]

You have the right of it! He always tries to walk away when he sees me turn the corner.

[It is perhaps telling that he persists in using the present tense.

That consideration will likely have to wait, though, because this time he picks out a grape-like berry and pops it into his mouth. Mmm tastey]

[thaumewturge]

He--oh, I wouldn't do that. They don't agree with our bodies, though one shouldn't hurt.

[weenwoon]

[He pauses with another berry halfway to his mouth, staring at Rhel.

Then he eats that one too after too-long a pause, much like a pet that you caught eating Forbidden Food.]

Oh dear. I shall keep it in mind.

[thaumewturge]

Please, it causes terrible stomachaches at the very least, which could lead to gods know what without a conjurer handy.

[weenwoon]

[He looks at the bag in his lap sadly. But they're all so colourful, Rhel!]

... I have not eaten in a while.

[thaumewturge]

[!!!! Rhel stands, grabbing her bag.]

Why didn't you say something--wait here, there's a store next door that sells premade meals that aren't the best but are at least edible. I can get you a couple, as well as something to drink?

[weenwoon]

[Something about Rhel's manner makes him feel like a child again, getting fussed over by people around him. It's not an unpleasant feeling.]

I would be in your debt. Perhaps two meals would be best--I do not think they are meant for someone of my stature. Er, for a drink... Perhaps just water? It seems to be in abundance, after all.

[Alternatively, he could just go outside and stand with his mouth open. It is exactly something he would do, if only to annoy people.]

[thaumewturge]

Of course. Meat or just vegetables?

[weenwoon]

Meat would be fine.

[thaumewturge]

I won't be a moment.

[And off Rhel goes, while her Pokemon stay behind to keep her spot safe from interlopers.

It takes a few minutes, but soon Rhel makes her way back, this time aided by her rod which she uses to sort of gently nudge people out of the way.]

Here! There was a sandwich that looked fairly fresh and, ah, something the merchant called "pizza" that looked delightfully meaty and cheesy, so I got one of each...and some "pizza" for myself.

[Rhel hands over the sandwich and the box with the pizza slice, as well as a bottle of a water.]