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 Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 2:56 pm
((OOC note to self: Takes place after the Nchi are back home / Mwokoti has her stuff back.))
Coping with loss had many stages. Mwokoti had reached the last one, and her least favorite of them all. After a while, no one pitied you anymore. They acted as though mourning had an expiration date, and once that day passed, things were supposed to go back to normal. You were supposed to act normal.
They called it moving on.
She called it forgetting.
There was not much about her she considered equal to or greater than other deities, but if she had one thing, it was her memories. She remembered those she loved when she was reborn, no matter how many times. Days gone by were all that kept her standing in the days to come.
The son that needed her most no longer walked the earth. The others, independent of her, did not find her company necessary or wanted.
Mwokoti was starved for someone to guide. It was what she did. All she knew. What she was.
She didn't know how desperate she had gotten, or that it would influence her in the company of Uuni of all lions. Maybe it wouldn't have had she not happened to come across her that evening on her way to the Nchi's lands.
"Uuni," Mwokoti greeted. Everything she said to this Goddess sounded suspicious.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 3:07 pm
Maybe if Uuni had seen her, she would have gotten the hell out. As it was, she was entirely too distracted -- not typical for the goddess. Still, she'd been looking for something to do, and there something was.
Unfortunately, it wasn't a something that Uuni had any desire to be doing.
A momentary pulse of disinterest and dislike worked its way over her spine, hair standing on end. The goddess pursed her muzzle, tearing her eyes away from what she'd been focused on.
"Oh what the hell," were her first, completely kind and understanding words of greeting.
The goddess swiveled her head back to make sure she wasn't hallucinating, and then finally turned around. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to see you for another hundred years are so." Oh, she was never that lucky. "What do you want? There aren't any lost children trying to make blood pacts right now."
At least, none good enough to get her feet moving. She'd just gotten rid of a bunch of the small beasts, it was time to stretch her legs and relax.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 3:27 pm
No one could make her resort to catty behavior faster than the Goddess of Blood Magic. They'd know each other a while; never well, but well enough. If asked to describe her, Mwokoti would say she was promiscuous and somewhat of a psychopath. And a coward. And completely careless with mortal lives, but that sort of fit in the psychopath part, no?
"What do you want?" Mwokoti replied -- replied with a question, and one spoken in a calm, yet flawlessly holier-than-thou voice. She could have passed as Uuni's self-righteous mother. "You've been up to some interesting things lately, hm?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 3:35 pm
Thankfully, Uuni didn't have a self-righteous mother. At least, not an alive one. Unthankfully, Mwokoti was more than making up for that fact.
Uuni glowered.
"That's a stupid question." And not really an answer to her question, but Uuni often used the same avoidance tactics, so she couldn't really blame the other goddess. Hell, she was going to use one right now.
"Of course I am." Though Uuni did not roll her eyes, she may as well have. You could feel the annoyance in the air. "I'm always up to interesting things. Never a dull moment."
A pause, she flicked her eyes up and down that yellow pelt. "What exactly is it that I'm doing that you don't like?" Other than everything. Uuni swore, if she took a breath, Mwokoti disapproved. Hater needed to smell some roses, clearly. "I thought we'd settled that whole Hasana-thing?" Well, if settled meant Mwokoti had left in one of her 'mature adult fits'. Honestly, Mwokoti was like a mortal herself. So many tantrums, so little time.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 4:14 pm
Had Mwokoti been Goddess of Mind Reading, she'd have told Uuni -- in that upstanding, polite voice of hers -- that at least her 'mature adult fits' were mature and adult. Uuni, on the other hand, was a cub in the body of something much larger. It was a miracle she hadn't been killed a thousand times by now.
"It's not settled until I'm certain you've completely let it go, and I'm not certain. In fact, a little bird has informed me you're spending a lot of time with a mortal from that very same family."
Spoiler alert: She was the bird.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 4:26 pm
"Where do you find the time to be a nosy letch? I'd love to know." The cubs were letting her down. Shouldn't one be lost right about now? The goddess took in a long breath and let it out slowly.
Mwokoti wouldn't go away until she dealt with the problem. She probably still wouldn't go away after that, but it was worth a shot.
"The hot brown one with a logic complex? What's it to you?" Whoops. That had slipped out pretty suddenly. Uuni mentally shrugged. Actually, there may have been an easy solution to this problem. It probably wouldn't work, but it was worth a shot. "Actually, I don't care. Go away."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 4:38 pm
"Where do you find the time to be a nosy letch? I'd love to know."
Mwokoti's face gave her answer loud and clear: I'm not going to answer that because I am far too dignified.
The Goddess of the Lost did not have time to idle, so when she sat down, it meant something. It said to Uuni no, she wasn't leaving, and yes, she would make as much time for this issue as she needed.
From the sound of it, she'd have to reschedule some things...
"That mortal is part of that family, Uuni," Mwokoti reminded her. Better to repeat yourself in the company of these types. You had to before they really caught on. "And she's young, even for a mortal. You must have some shame somewhere."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 4:53 pm
Uuni couldn't help it. The goddess would have liked to have help it, but it was impossible to stop the laugh, the shake of her head.
Shame. Oh, please. That was a good one. Mwokoti didn't know how funny she was.
"No," she answered, pointedly. There was probably some shame somewhere, but it sure as hell didn't involve this.
"Young, but not stupid," Uuni pointed out, practically yawning with the effort of talking. "If it makes it easier on your poor, responsible mind, think of it this way: She'll never have to deal with a sloppy mortal, if she doesn't want to. I'm not going to send her headlong on some stupid adventure after love, or on a conquest of greed or war. I'm not going to kill her, like some mortals will. She's not dumb enough to want to make a pact with me, but she gets my watchful eye anyway. The direct interest and care of a goddess. You know, most people would say she's lucky."
And she was. Almost too lucky. But that was a different issue and Mwokoti wasn't that smart. Wouldn't be here if she was, or would be here for a different reason. So Uuni got to look very smug with herself, and sweep the rest of the conversation daintily under the metaphorical rug.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 5:02 pm
Mwokoti didn't have to be smart. She only had to be smarter than Uuni, and she was, thank you. Plus, when she encountered someone more intelligent, there was always her indomitable vindictiveness to fall back on. Ironic Uuni would not have her new toy if it were not for that.
"All mortals are stupid, Uuni. They don't live long enough to know better." Mwokoti didn't mean it as an insult. These were just the facts. And any mortal that chose to spend their time -- precious and limited as it was -- with Uuni only proved her point.
"Yes, she's quite lucky. She'll live to get old and die while you don't. How fortunate for her. She'll have no children, either, if you continue to distract her." A fate worse than death where Mwokoti was concerned.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 5:13 pm
"Oh," Uuni said, ramping up her delightfully sarcastic skills.
"No children? You're right. I see the error in my ways now. How awful." The look she gave Mwokoti showed she was not amused. Honestly, Mwokoti was born last Wednesday.
"If she wants children that badly, you can do the honors of dropping some at her feet. Since you're so concerned about her, and all." Uuni gave Mwokoti quite another look after that.
"I'm sure she'll fall at your feet and call you family." The sarcasm could not get any thicker.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 5:42 pm
Mwokoti took a deep breath and exhaled nice and slow. The more patient she looked, the less patient she felt. She was not typically so brash yet she could have done nothing to stop it. Like it or not, she found herself heavily invested in this family; those slave children were on her conscious, her cross to bare. Their own children were the same.
Hasana had dragged her back into this by making ridiculous requests then crawling off to die. What a mess.
"Uuni, let's be serious, you'll get bored with her. If you don't get her killed first. And don't think this is just about her. I'm sparing you trouble you don't know you're in for."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 5:54 pm
"Probably," she agreed. Uuni often got bored with mortals eventually. No surprise there.
They recovered, usually. Most, in fact, were never even saddened by her absence. Maybe because she never promised to stick around, never said corny love phrases when she didn't mean it. Those all led to headaches. Better to be up front about your wants.
"If I had a damn day off for every time I've heard that." For every time she's said that. "If you're concerned with sparing me trouble, you can have my job, and I'll go take a nap."
A final roll of her eyes. This was going to be more trouble simply because Mwokoti. "You want me to leave her alone? Fine. Let's make a pact, you and me. You tell me what that price is worth to you."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 6:11 pm
Pacts were too much like games. Mwokoti didn't like games. The first time she'd been a cub was so long ago, but she never, ever remembered enjoying this nonsense. And with Uuni, it became more: it could be outright dangerous.
"I certainly won't," Mwokoti scoffed. How dare she. How dare she say any of that. Take her job? Please. Make a pact? Please. "Consider yourself blessed she is not among my family. None the less, I will see to it you bring no hardship to that mortal, Uuni. And you, as much as you choose not to see reason. You're clearly too childish to handle this on your own."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 6:20 pm
That worked out splendidly. Note to self: Mwokoti has a weakeness, and that weakness involves pacts and the chance to be irresponsible.
"Uh-huh." Oh, she was real threatened now.
"I don't bring hardship on mortals, Mwokoti. They bring it on themselves. Even you're smart enough to know that." Or, if things were particularly grand, Mwokoti brought it on mortals. There was a dark, dark side to that annoying goddess Uuni didn't really ever want to see. Not towards her, not towards anyone.
There was a visible shudder in her body before she pushed it down. Uuni didn't really want to know how Mowkoti was going to keep them out of trouble, either. And they called her dangerous!
"If you want to watch my a**, you go right ahead. I'm going to go check on our boring mortal friend. Goodbye, 'koti."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 6:34 pm
"Think about what you're doing, Uuni," Mwokoti warned. In the blink of an eye, she was gone.
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