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[Thistle's in a bad mood, not that it'd be easy to tell one of her bad moods from her good moods. She's lounging in an armchair in the study and sharpening a throwing knife. When she's satisfied, she flings it at the entrance.

Should you happen to walk in at this moment, this will probably sail uncomfortably close to your head and land with a loud thwack as it's embedded in the door frame.]

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Tch.

Then you are alike in superficial appearance only.

They were magical items created to give the powers of the gods to mere men.

[She examines her knife, nonchalant.]

I almost managed to destroy the world twice with their combined power.

[SOFT WISTFUL SIGH]

So you failed.

I succeeded in my goals. I failed in my execution.

It's difficult to get a satisfactory revenge when everyone responsible died in a fallen empire centuries ago.

[She sinks into her chair.]

You're lucky to not know what they are.

Ah, yes. I see the problem.

Am I?

Yes.

Were it not for them, I would've lived and died a normal, unremarkable life in Egypt long ago.

If a mechanical being can even understand the desire for such a thing.

"Mechanical", is it?

You said you were created by humans, were you not?

[i don't know if she's put together that sonata and space are from the same world.. but........]

Artificial, if nothing else.

*idk they don't exactly hide it*

Artificial, yes, but I'm no robot. Nor am I immortal.

Oh?

So you can die.

[She smirks up at her, turning her knife in her hand.]

Do you bleed as well?

*sets a hand on her BARELY CLAD hip*

Ha. Do you?

[oh my GOD put some clothes on

she suddenly looks back at her knives >:{{{]

If my plans calls for it.

And if my plans call for it?

*o:>

she doesn't look like she's about to do anything, though*

Hmf.

Destroying me now would accomplish little but making quite a few other humans happy. Is that your plan?

Not particularly, but I'm not interested in bleeding for your pleasure, either.

[She mutters and goes back to sharping her knife.]

I've little interest in dying or wanton killing anymore.

For all I know, I already have, and this place is hell.

You're free to think so, but I'm not dead.

And what is your reasoning for this place?

What with all your... immense power, I can only assume you like it here.

Or can you not find a way to leave either?

Are you trying to rile up me or yourself? I don't bother with shame.

*yeah we can all tell, sonata*

That much is clear.

[so judging your outfit rn]

*"judging" huh*

And why would I want to bother with a human invention like clothing?

Because you look ridiculous!!

[YES she doesn't want to see herself naked >:{{{ that's why she's wearing her trench coat over a sweater over a collared shirt lmao]

Oh, should I take it off, then?

*;)*

[fdhdhj]

N-no!

[that seems to bother her WAY MORE than threatening to murder her]

Far be it from me to judge if you wish to traipse around like a harlot.

Well.

*takes a step back and - is covered by BLINDING LIGHT pardon me while i have a transformation sequence

after a bit...*

Is this better?

*the jacket probably has the thief king cloak coloring lol*

[what the frick]

...

Yes.

[She folds her arms sullenly.]

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