Yes. But we need a new one - we used it too publicly. I doubt anyone noticed, but best to be careful. There's a power this week that allows for impersonation.
Great. You should take the one about rocks remaining unrolled and such. Sounds more natural coming from you. And for yourself? Or should you leave it to me again?
That isn't the case. He is truly a humble man who does not insist on receiving any praise, but he is praiseworthy and thus receives it.
[But. It's probably a positive development that we're joking about Nonagon now?]
The circumstances aren't comparable because he didn't just read about a spell in a book and name himself after it despite clearly doing it wrong. He actually resurrected humanity from extinction.
Never met him, so I'll take your word for it, but the types that always go around insisting on not getting any praise while simultaneously saying to call me God are always the worst ones, in my opinion. At least enjoy the show a bit.
[yeah its probably a positive development to be able to joke about Nonagon.]
[Still so unimpressed but like. She for real is happy he's able to acknowledge that enough to joke about it so she can't be too mad.]
At least from my understanding of Pre-Resurrection history, there never were sentient non-human species living in the Dominicus system. In fact, the earth that many of the people here are from is actually the First House, where he was born.
[. . . She'll just explain the situation in a little more detail, now that they know each other better.]
You saw him in one of my memories; he asked me to become a Lyctor after the fall of Canaan House, but offered that I might return to the Ninth House instead. It was a false choice; for reasons I came to understand later, Lyctorhood means that I am irrevocably in his service and must quickly learn to master it. So I have been living on the Mithraeum with God and the remaining Lyctoral Saints attempting to learn.
It is an enormous honour, you understand. There have only been nine who have been chosen in the ten thousand years since the Resurrection, and I am the ninth.
I have lived all my life trying to find a way to. . . to justify my birth. Bringing this honour to the Ninth House - its own daughter, one of the Emperor Undying's fists and gestures - it is beyond what my mother and father and my ancestors could have imagined. It is beyond anything I had ever hoped to accomplish. And it allowed me the power to save Drearburh. When I last left, we were dying; we were on the verge of extinction. I was able to send a new population, new resources, and now it will survive.
So you've done that now. Justified yourself. Taken care of the Ninth House.
[She keeps saying how big of an honor it is. Specifically, in response to being asked if it's what she wants. Multiple times. Which is exactly the thing you say when it's someone else's idea of what you want.]
But still, you can not want things even if they are great honors or whatnot.
[That's what she automatically says when he says she's justified herself. But she doesn't elaborate, lets him continue. She didn't think that would slip his attention, that she didn't answer the question about what she wanted.]
Perhaps you're right, but it is too late. I am a Lyctor, and it cannot be undone.
[Maybe there's a reason she cut out her memories of the thing she actually wanted - that way, she can't decide to sabotage it.]
That isn't what I mean. I suppose I could wish it undone, and Ortus' soul saved, if there is anything left of him to save. But that isn't my wish. So I must operate under the understanding that my actual wish is something I wanted more than that.
I'm not going to start insisting on getting more when I barely believe we're getting out of here in the first place.
[He doesn't sound so much like he agrees but he mirrors her gesture of chewing her nails for just a moment, sticking a claw in his mouth while he thinks it over. And then seems to set in something, giving half a shrug, tail swinging.]
I did tell you it was a good wish. So I'll just hold it for you until you're ready. We'll swap.
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And should we do the same for me? In case of more love arrow incidents?
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[She sighs, begrudgingly.]
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[Hm.]
Time to visit a friend called John?
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[She doesn't associate 'John' with the toilet she doesn't realize.]
John Gaius is the secret name of my God. So it has a hidden meaning.
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Sure. [but,] John is the secret name? You'd think the more boring name would be the non-secret one.
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Like being a Lucien and deciding that your new name is Nonagon.
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That isn't the case. He is truly a humble man who does not insist on receiving any praise, but he is praiseworthy and thus receives it.
[But. It's probably a positive development that we're joking about Nonagon now?]
The circumstances aren't comparable because he didn't just read about a spell in a book and name himself after it despite clearly doing it wrong. He actually resurrected humanity from extinction.
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[yeah its probably a positive development to be able to joke about Nonagon.]
Just humanity ... ?
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At least from my understanding of Pre-Resurrection history, there never were sentient non-human species living in the Dominicus system. In fact, the earth that many of the people here are from is actually the First House, where he was born.
So yes, only humanity.
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So, some sort of Calamity event happened in your world, and this god is the one that stuck around?
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[. . . She'll just explain the situation in a little more detail, now that they know each other better.]
You saw him in one of my memories; he asked me to become a Lyctor after the fall of Canaan House, but offered that I might return to the Ninth House instead. It was a false choice; for reasons I came to understand later, Lyctorhood means that I am irrevocably in his service and must quickly learn to master it. So I have been living on the Mithraeum with God and the remaining Lyctoral Saints attempting to learn.
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Do you want that? ... Lyctorhood and what not?
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It is an enormous honour, you understand. There have only been nine who have been chosen in the ten thousand years since the Resurrection, and I am the ninth.
I have lived all my life trying to find a way to. . . to justify my birth. Bringing this honour to the Ninth House - its own daughter, one of the Emperor Undying's fists and gestures - it is beyond what my mother and father and my ancestors could have imagined. It is beyond anything I had ever hoped to accomplish. And it allowed me the power to save Drearburh. When I last left, we were dying; we were on the verge of extinction. I was able to send a new population, new resources, and now it will survive.
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So you've done that now. Justified yourself. Taken care of the Ninth House.
[She keeps saying how big of an honor it is. Specifically, in response to being asked if it's what she wants. Multiple times. Which is exactly the thing you say when it's someone else's idea of what you want.]
But still, you can not want things even if they are great honors or whatnot.
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[That's what she automatically says when he says she's justified herself. But she doesn't elaborate, lets him continue. She didn't think that would slip his attention, that she didn't answer the question about what she wanted.]
Perhaps you're right, but it is too late. I am a Lyctor, and it cannot be undone.
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That isn't what I mean. I suppose I could wish it undone, and Ortus' soul saved, if there is anything left of him to save. But that isn't my wish. So I must operate under the understanding that my actual wish is something I wanted more than that.
I'm not going to start insisting on getting more when I barely believe we're getting out of here in the first place.
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[He doesn't sound so much like he agrees but he mirrors her gesture of chewing her nails for just a moment, sticking a claw in his mouth while he thinks it over. And then seems to set in something, giving half a shrug, tail swinging.]
I did tell you it was a good wish. So I'll just hold it for you until you're ready. We'll swap.
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What does that mean?
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