( just dropping that tidbit down like a nuke and walking away nbd. look, his conversation with crowley has been on his mind a lot lately and it's the sort of thing he'd really rather control how it gets out, especially since he actually likes nate and anna.
it's easier to tell nate first, for whatever reason. maybe it's the fact he's so open about his own magic that does it, but. there you have it. )
yeah i do have a pantheon. we aren't on speaking terms bc i bailed on them about three thousand years ago and fucked off on a bill and ted's excellent adventure style thing.
im from a planet called chinoon. it's a little smaller than your moon, about four hundred billionish light years away from earth. it's too dim to even show up in the night sky over earth.
i can't read ur mind but i can tell if ppl have been in... conflict? it's hard to explain. like. it doesn't have to be war (my aspect, i'd be roughly equivalent to ares or whatever) but like. if conflict/fighting/whatever has informed a lot of who someone is i can pick up on it.
( okay, that's not the answer he was expecting but you know what he'll roll with it. sure, why not. )
they used to. im sure u know from earth that deities kinda come in and out of favor. plus i was kinda dead for a few hundred years so i kinda fell out of the spotlight and ppl moved on. its complicated.
idc abt the questions just don't tell other ppl except anna (i don't have a prob with her knowing) unless i okay it.
for obvious reasons i keep it under my hat.
but i found out that there's a thing that goes around every couple months that outs everybody's deep dark secrets for everybody else to ooh and aww over so in the spirit of disclosure et al.
listen. i'm not gonna tell your shit to anyone even anna. you should tell her, if you want her to know you're a mate. being the god of war doesn't change that, yeah?
( you know what, in some four thousand plus years of existence, he doesn't think he's ever actually rationalized why he keeps it secret. just that he does. is it guilt? maybe that's part of it. because there's only so much you can do to separate yourself from the awful things done by your hands, even if they weren't yours at the time. there's never been a day, not one in all that time, that kulo vayn wasn't on his mind.
but he pretends to be normal because it's the only time he gets to exist outside of it. that he can put his hands on someone and not sink into all the times it was done in violence. when you're a silent passenger to horrors untold, survival is become sisyphean.
he actually doesn't even respond for a while. a few hours, maybe. he'd like to say he wandered off, had a beer, took a shower. did something, anything that wasn't just losing the tick of time in his own mind, but it'd be a lie.
finally, )
i dunno.
guess it's just a habit at this point.
most ppl get weird abt the divine.
plus i like being normal.
( 'you're being more honest than normal, cyram' 'thanks it's the trauma!' etc etc. )
[ There's such a delay that Nate gets up, gets showered. Leaves it, figuring he's gone too far. He pretends like there's nothing wrong, but then when the phone rings again, he's on it in a flash.
So he likes being normal.
Nate gets that. He's been normal, with him and Anna. He's been in their house, drinking beer, having sex. Sharing a tentacle experience. Their door opens for him without a key because Nate's wards know he's a friend. ]
so u know i made pancakes earlier still have some left if u want
( literally none of this has gone as planned, what the fuck nate. cy just raises both his eyebrows in a universal gesture of visible confusion, and then, almost gingerly: )
( does he want the security blanket of someone who doesn't know alongside someone who now does? fuck, he doesn't think he's ever told a human, at least not that he remembers (and as fucked up as his brain gets sometimes, he likes to think he'd hold onto something that important). he told crowley, but that was like... whatever. it matters less around other immortals.
this is a lot like being seen.
ultimately, he's a coward. it's why he left chinoon, it's why he lies, it's why he's done ... well, most of what he's ever done. everything's a tangle. he doesn't know if he wants to drop in, have pancakes, treat this all like a normal thing (there's that fucking word again, normal) or if he wants to nuke the entire up housing complex and call it a day.
ultimately: )
not right this minute. maybe later. i'll prob. tell her too at some point.
( it's easier over text. he can curate what he says. how it comes out, how much he gives away. maybe he's a little worried that this is too much like lancing an infection and now that he's stuck a knife in it, the rest of the story will spill out, steaming and riotously bloody into the air. nate's calm acceptance is honestly freaking him the fuck out, and the part of him that's cruel wants to shake him, terrorize him with stories one and sundry about all the shit he's done until he accepts it as a monstrous thing, but.
part of him wants to just. accept the reaction with grace, and not examine it too hard, and let it be okay. )
you can trust me too. i mean i hope you do already
i get you kept it secret for a reason. like you thought we wouldn't be okay with it or whatever but like mate you're in my flat all the time we fuck on the regular?
disappointing as it may be to u i am not the omnipotent sort of god
i can summon things and teleport tho that one's p. useful.
theoretically i guess if i thought real hard about it i could teleport myself out of the grime and like, bacteria and stuff that lives on skin but i don't bother with the fine control, it's a pain in the ass.
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( just dropping that tidbit down like a nuke and walking away nbd. look, his conversation with crowley has been on his mind a lot lately and it's the sort of thing he'd really rather control how it gets out, especially since he actually likes nate and anna.
it's easier to tell nate first, for whatever reason. maybe it's the fact he's so open about his own magic that does it, but. there you have it. )
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You know, that's not the kind of thing you normally wake up to. ]
sorry
come again?
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gladly
(winkwonk)
but no im being serious abt this. i'm a god. and not just in bed ha ha ha! but like, a real one.
from another planet.
i'm an alien god.
god that is the weirdest fucking thing to type out i'm losing my mind.
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right
like
thor, or something?
[ Look, that's the first alien god he can think of, ok? Leave him alone, he's barely awake here. ]
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actually yeah that's
pretty close.
no lightning tho sorry. i can fuck with ppl's heads tho bc it falls in line with my aspect.
uh, domain. whatever you want to call it. i can incite violence and conflict.
i don't use it very often for probably obvious reasons bc i am basically a hippie.
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[ Okay look he's getting with it.
Also, maybe he's pulling out a notebook to write stuff down. This is research dropped on his doorstep, he can't help it. ]
so
yeah okay.
do you have like a pantheon?
where are you from?
can you read my mind??
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( being nice. let that be your warning, nate. )
yeah i do have a pantheon. we aren't on speaking terms bc i bailed on them about three thousand years ago and fucked off on a bill and ted's excellent adventure style thing.
im from a planet called chinoon. it's a little smaller than your moon, about four hundred billionish light years away from earth. it's too dim to even show up in the night sky over earth.
i can't read ur mind but i can tell if ppl have been in... conflict? it's hard to explain. like. it doesn't have to be war (my aspect, i'd be roughly equivalent to ares or whatever) but like. if conflict/fighting/whatever has informed a lot of who someone is i can pick up on it.
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that's so cool.
sorry
it is, though.
three thousand fucking years, no wonder you're so good at everything
do people like
worship you
on chinoon?
are these questions weird
i can stop if you want, i've just never talked to a god before
that i know of
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they used to. im sure u know from earth that deities kinda come in and out of favor. plus i was kinda dead for a few hundred years so i kinda fell out of the spotlight and ppl moved on. its complicated.
idc abt the questions just don't tell other ppl except anna (i don't have a prob with her knowing) unless i okay it.
for obvious reasons i keep it under my hat.
but i found out that there's a thing that goes around every couple months that outs everybody's deep dark secrets for everybody else to ooh and aww over so in the spirit of disclosure et al.
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listen.
i'm not gonna tell your shit to anyone
even anna. you should tell her, if you want her to know
you're a mate. being the god of war doesn't change that, yeah?
why is it secret though
just out of interest.
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but he pretends to be normal because it's the only time he gets to exist outside of it. that he can put his hands on someone and not sink into all the times it was done in violence. when you're a silent passenger to horrors untold, survival is become sisyphean.
he actually doesn't even respond for a while. a few hours, maybe. he'd like to say he wandered off, had a beer, took a shower. did something, anything that wasn't just losing the tick of time in his own mind, but it'd be a lie.
finally, )
i dunno.
guess it's just a habit at this point.
most ppl get weird abt the divine.
plus i like being normal.
( 'you're being more honest than normal, cyram' 'thanks it's the trauma!' etc etc. )
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So he likes being normal.
Nate gets that. He's been normal, with him and Anna. He's been in their house, drinking beer, having sex. Sharing a tentacle experience. Their door opens for him without a key because Nate's wards know he's a friend. ]
so u know
i made pancakes earlier
still have some left
if u want
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tbh only if they have chocolate chips.
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door's open
[ As always. ]
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im only gonna ask this once
but r u sure?
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might not be the popular opinion but fuck what anyone else thinks, right?
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is anna there?
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u want her to be?
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this is a lot like being seen.
ultimately, he's a coward. it's why he left chinoon, it's why he lies, it's why he's done ... well, most of what he's ever done. everything's a tangle. he doesn't know if he wants to drop in, have pancakes, treat this all like a normal thing (there's that fucking word again, normal) or if he wants to nuke the entire up housing complex and call it a day.
ultimately: )
not right this minute. maybe later. i'll prob. tell her too at some point.
( it's easier over text. he can curate what he says. how it comes out, how much he gives away. maybe he's a little worried that this is too much like lancing an infection and now that he's stuck a knife in it, the rest of the story will spill out, steaming and riotously bloody into the air. nate's calm acceptance is honestly freaking him the fuck out, and the part of him that's cruel wants to shake him, terrorize him with stories one and sundry about all the shit he's done until he accepts it as a monstrous thing, but.
part of him wants to just. accept the reaction with grace, and not examine it too hard, and let it be okay. )
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you can trust me too. i mean i hope you do already
i get you kept it secret for a reason. like you thought we wouldn't be okay with it or whatever
but like
mate you're in my flat all the time
we fuck on the regular?
doesn't change how i think of you.
come over.
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sure.
gimme like 15 tho, i want a shower.
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i feel like gods shouldn't have to shower
like you should just be able to poof it all away
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i can summon things and teleport tho that one's p. useful.
theoretically i guess if i thought real hard about it i could teleport myself out of the grime and like, bacteria and stuff that lives on skin but i don't bother with the fine control, it's a pain in the ass.
not the fun kind.
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i've been learning for embarrassingly long
so
you're one up on me
also several thousand years up on me
are you young forever is that a thing?
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can't die either.
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