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[martelapproves]

Who: Mithos and you!
Where: Next to Lamufao.
When: RIGHT NOW.
Style: Action tags.
Status: Open!




[ By the time Mithos arrives, he's soaked and looks like a drowned kitten. Coughing up lung-fulls of water, he sputters something about 'Pronyma' and being stupid. When he first arrives, it looks at first like he's someone else entirely, before reverting to this form; his child form. The change happens too quickly for anyone to tell that he was just in the form of Lord Yggdrasill; he just looks like a glowy ball. ]

P-Pronyma, what are you-- [ Cough, cough. By the time he finally gets up, he looks dazed, still disoriented, and still trying to steady his breathing. The Cruxis Crystal may mean he doesn't need food or sleep, but he still needs to breathe. The explosions of stars in his eyes gone, he looks up at the coral, clutching his side, where he had been hit by a Demon Fang earlier after having fought Lloyd's party in his Yggdrasill form only one day earlier; they had fared better than their first time around (despite still losing), and actually landed a few noteworthy hits on him. He still hadn't recovered from that, and another Demon Fang on an already sore spot was quite painful. ]

Wha... where am I?

[ Rodyle's Human Ranch? No, not unless Rodyle embezzled Desian funds to COMPLETELY RENOVATE THE ENTIRE RANCH WITHOUT HIS PERMISSION. This... this was something else entirely. ]

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[martelapproves]

[ A long, slow sigh. ]

Half-elves tried everything to be accepted by humans. We even fought to end a war that threatened to destroy the entire world. They killed my sister for our efforts because humans didn't want to give up control over the mana flow.

[zelda_hylia]

All of the humans? Surely some of them were willing to see reason. People act as individuals, after all.

[It's an innocent enough question. She genuinely can't imagine an entire race deciding to up and kill someone, after all. If Mithos seems adamant, she'll back down for now.]

[martelapproves]

They had four thousand years to prove me wrong, and they did the opposite every single time. I gave up on my sister's dream of a world with mutual love and respect. The only way for that to happen is for everyone to become the same.

[ He's clearly getting upset at the topic, so he takes a deep breath, getting a grip on himself. ]



I wanted to be proven wrong, but I wasn't. And I don't think I ever will be.

[zelda_hylia]

Four thousand - ?!

[Yes, she's visibly startled now. Her ears shoot downwards in a comical expression of surprise. Zelos had said he was over four thousand years old, yes, but hearing it out of Mithos's mouth...]

Human lives must seem very short to you.

[Short to the point of being worthless, even. What a lonely existence.]

[martelapproves]

[ So... elves weren't immortal. Or rather, Hylians weren't. ]

They do. I was hoping that would lead to humans accepting half-elves in time, but they didn't.

[ And he's conveniently neglecting that the Desians might have had something to do with that. ]

They fear what they don't understand.

[zelda_hylia]

[Long lived, perhaps; but not so much as to look like children after four thousand years - if they were alive at that point at all.]

The same can be said for many races, unfortunately.

[The cycle of hatred has to stop somewhere, though. She doesn't feel like she can preach at him, especially not with Zelos right in the next room waiting to swoop in at any moment now. Instead of adding anything else, she looks at the seraph searchingly. Isn't a half-elf also half-human? Did he really hate them so terribly?]

this took me two HOURS. Not tagging at work ever again x.x

[chosen_gigolo]

[This sort of talk isn't to be encouraged. Lloyd had tried talking to Mithos, so had Genis, it just didn't work, not to mention this is Mithos from earlier and if he got mad at Zelda... Luckily crepes are quite easy and quick to make. Zelos is back out in not too long with two delicious-smelling savory crepes, delicately arranged with a sprig of parsley each, and places one in front of each blonde.]

There you go~! Feel free to go on about how amazing my cooking is as much as you like!

[martelapproves]

[ Mithos was about to shoot back at Zelda, but then a wild Zelos appeared with... crepes. Mithos looked down at the food Zelos put in front of his face, and poked at it with a fork. He was already upset from the conversation he just had with Zelda, but this would give a good distraction to focus on instead. ]

It smells nice...

[ Said half-heartedly before Mithos takes a bite. His face lights up. He's... actually impressed, even if he wouldn't put it past Zelos to try to poison him. ]

[zelda_hylia]

[Zelos drugged the entire party, he would most certainly drug Mithos as well! Not in Vatheon, though...]

Oh, it's good! Thank you, Zelos. I was worried I'd feel a little sick if we only had the pie.

[Her smile is genuine. In this case, the interruption was welcome - it was quite an uncomfortable conversation. Still, she has a better handle on the way that Mithos thinks, now.

Unfortunately, it just makes her want to comfort him more. That reaction would be abated some if she heard about the atrocities of the human ranches, but Zelda can understand a homicidal rampage as a reaction to the loss of someone dear.

She can understand it perhaps a little too well.]

[chosen_gigolo]

[Hey, there were extenuating circumstances! It's not like he did it for shits and giggles.]

Of course it's good! Did you miss the part where I'm completely amazing at everything?

[Zelos plops back down at the table, slouching in his chair. For a noble he certainly doesn't try very hard at good posture. He was all too glad to interrupt the previous conversation. Mithos's conclusions about humanity, well... Zelos has a hard time arguing with them. People are greedy, self-serving, and violent, he can't deny that. But it's not just limited to Humans. Elves, Half-elves, Angels... even Trolls and whatever other aliens have wound up here in Vatheon all have portions of their populations that are just assholes. Sometimes it's larger, sometimes it's smaller, but you can bet that it always exists. No one race is going to be perfect.

Only he can't say that to Mithos because he'll take it as Half-elf racism, and he can't say it to Zelda because from how she talks, she thinks the races of her world are the exception to the rule.]

[martelapproves]

[ Mithos didn't answer Zelos' self-flattery. Rather, he's actually eating the crepe, one large forkful at a time, trying to listen to Zelda and Zelos' conversation.

He rather liked Zelda so far. She was at least trying to understand him, instead of listening to him and declaring everything he said 'wrong' despite him reaching these conclusions based on four thousand years of observation. Colette and Lloyd had the audacity to tell him that "not all humans were evil." If that were true, he wouldn't have ever needed to create Exire. ]

[zelda_hylia]

[Zelda isn't the type to just say "you're wrong". She'll listen to the reasons behind almost anything, and tends to only outright reject opinions that are just entirely illogical. Mithos, as far as she can tell, has reasons.

Bad ones, but they're reasons nonetheless.]

Oh dear, I must have missed that part. How silly of me! I'll be sure to just ask you first in the future.

[Her tone is a little teasing, but not really flirtatious. There's even a bit of an edge to it - his words earlier hurt.]

[chosen_gigolo]

Well, you'll never learn anything if you don't practice~ You need to find your own recipes to stick to instead of snooping in on others.

[He's going to smash that point home until it sticks, Zelda. And a bad reason should be rejected whether it's logical or not! Not that Zelos is a poster child for the best of humanity or anything.]

Oops... lost the notif. Sorry!

[martelapproves]

[ Mithos smirked at Zelos' use of the word 'snooping.' Oh, Zelos, what an ironic choice of words. Taking another bite of the crepe, and chasing it down with another piece of Zelda's pie, he continues listening, patiently, looking from the Hylian to the human. Mithos wasn't stupid; he knew a subtle quarrel when he heard one, even if he didn't quite know the context surrounding it.

Hey, Yuan and Martel had their share of lovers' quarrels. Nothing overly explosive, but it happens. ]

[zelda_hylia]

[Lovers--?! Definitely not! Zelda would be flipping the table if she could read Mithos's mind.]

Do you think so? I think it might be beneficial to learn from a teacher in most cases. There's no harm in asking the opinions of many people on the matter, after all.

[Screw you Zelos, she'll do what she wants. Except she won't. The downward tilt of her ears betrays that she caught on to the jab - even if she's defying it verbally.]

[chosen_gigolo]

Well maybe if you'd listen to the teacher before deciding you know better it would work out.

[He thought they were done with this. Damnit, Zelda...]

[martelapproves]

[ He's thoroughly enjoying this, guys. Though it's getting harder and harder to keep his poker face up. He's starting to crack a smile. ]

[zelda_hylia]

I am capable of listening to a proper teacher.

[She huffs before turning to see Mithos, reddening slightly.]

...my apologies.

[chosen_gigolo]

[Zelos hmphs a bit and crosses his arms but he's well aware that his point is still clear to Zelda. There's no need to keep digging. Besides, any further and it might turn into a real fight and goodness knows he can't do that in front of Mithos, of all people.]

[martelapproves]

[ It's over? Mithos tries really hard to hide how disappointed he is. ]

Oh, no, that's okay.

[ He says, nodding. ]

I'm actually more used to it than you might think.

[zelda_hylia]

Still, we've just met...

[It's inappropriate for her to bicker with Zelos in front of a new acquaintance, isn't it? Even if Zelos makes it so hard to not jab at him regardless of the circumstances. He's definitely one of the most infuriating men she knows.]

I am glad it did not make you uncomfortable, though.

Sorry guys. Things got away from me with the death thing. Idk where to go with this though

[chosen_gigolo]

Oh c'mon, it's not that bad. Just friendly banter, right?

[He smiles at the both of them, actively having to make it a warm and easy smile because really he just wants to flip the table and walk out.]

Me neither...

[martelapproves]

Yuan and Martel used to do the same thing.

[ Something he knew Zelos would know the meaning of, and what he was implying. ]

We're good, then! Zelda sleeps even if you two crazies don't.

[zelda_hylia]

[Zelda completely doesn't get it, having no idea who Yuan is. Martel, at least, she has a vague idea of. She pouts a bit and begins to gather the dishes to clean up.]

Well then, surely it must have been because "Yuan" is insufferable.

[All of her tsun for Zelos right now.]

[chosen_gigolo]

[A scowl flashes across Zelos's face briefly. It could have been good natured or it could have been honestly annoyed. It's so very hard to tell with Zelos.]

Nah, we're not like that.

[Somehow, in the moment, it seems very important that he point out that fact. Zelos had seen the way Yuan talked about Martel. The guy was an ass but what he had with Martel was love, through and through, and Zelos didn't want to touch even the concept with a ten foot pole.

He rises from his chair and gets the rest of the dishes.]

You're tired, aren't you? Go on to bed, I got this.