MAEA
Maea hated feeling like she had to pick a side, or indeed even sling argument for a case where she had no facts whatsoever to back herself up with. Her own opinions and thoughts carried very little weight, and more so than ever when it came to subjects as grandscale as this. The warning from The Voice echoed all too clearly in her mind; 'Remember this moment, when you think you understand things. When you think you have it all figured out... remember this moment, and know that you don't.' It was only words, only a reminder, but it might as well have been a curse. A hobble slung around her mind, effectively keeping the girl from ever making a solid, comfortable decision.
She didn't have anything figured out, ever. And no solution could be as simple and elegant as Morgan made it sound.
"Well... It's possible that they don't mind. But it's also possible that thinking along those lines will draw unwanted attention to me, and other Abandoned. I feel that we have quite enough bad reputation as it is, without adding 'godslaying' to the list of potential crimes." She wanted to be loved by the Old Gods, not pegged for a rebel of The Voice's ilk. If Ludo told her to find such a drastic solution, then that was one thing. On her own... Maea shook her head again.
"So far, neither she nor the Old Gods have made any hostile moves. While that lasts, I've every intention of enjoying this new freedom as much as I can. No offense meant, but... I've meddled enough in the bigger workings of the world." The portals remained a consequence of said meddling, and too much of a headache and a burden of guilt as it was. If she couldn't even sort that part out, then Maea certainly had no business getting in over her head in other areas of things either.
And while this was a pleasant enough conversation... she had places to be. Morgan was a stranger, a completely new face, and not someone she was about to spill all her secrets to. Save that for the third date, yes? Maea offered a smile, and took a few steps back.
"Hope you have some luck with those spirits... sorry for bothering you," she offered, and made to leave.
She didn't have anything figured out, ever. And no solution could be as simple and elegant as Morgan made it sound.
"Well... It's possible that they don't mind. But it's also possible that thinking along those lines will draw unwanted attention to me, and other Abandoned. I feel that we have quite enough bad reputation as it is, without adding 'godslaying' to the list of potential crimes." She wanted to be loved by the Old Gods, not pegged for a rebel of The Voice's ilk. If Ludo told her to find such a drastic solution, then that was one thing. On her own... Maea shook her head again.
"So far, neither she nor the Old Gods have made any hostile moves. While that lasts, I've every intention of enjoying this new freedom as much as I can. No offense meant, but... I've meddled enough in the bigger workings of the world." The portals remained a consequence of said meddling, and too much of a headache and a burden of guilt as it was. If she couldn't even sort that part out, then Maea certainly had no business getting in over her head in other areas of things either.
And while this was a pleasant enough conversation... she had places to be. Morgan was a stranger, a completely new face, and not someone she was about to spill all her secrets to. Save that for the third date, yes? Maea offered a smile, and took a few steps back.
"Hope you have some luck with those spirits... sorry for bothering you," she offered, and made to leave.
Nothing lasts forever, I thought you should know
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