Just because...?!

[Kham’sin]

He is reply was simple and understandable.
"What in the nine circles of HELL is she talking about?!"
<Sit down so I can finish your hair and I will explain>
As she cut his hair he explain about the woman before them, explained about the death and resurrection of te creature, explained about him mistaking her for jenny (this was lightly touched, his only response was a frown and "yeah... I guess I can see me making that mistake...") and she explained he had been... in a bad place for a while.
"Wow... putting it like you make me sound like I went mad..."
He noticed Pacifica avoiding his gaze.
"ah..."
Silence reigned for a moment and then Father Nightingale looked at the women before them with deep suspision.
"Did you just call yourself a divine force? Like a angel or a god or something? I swear if another pretender to the Ancient of Days tries to convert me..."
Pacifica nudged him with one of her motes.
<I feel I must say she has been very... ladielike in the treatment of your body, she does seem to want you intact... why I don't know... and she has made no attempt to suck out your soul, eat your heart, or sacrifice you to an "elder" god... quite the anomaly really.>
"really? hmmm that's a shocker... so tell me kid, what is your story?"

[Shei'ki\Agatha]

Atsuko smiled cheerfully... while she did get compared to a cultist or something, she thought it was merely comical and smiled to herself... truth be told, she was glad he was alive, someone she could touch and talk to and not have to adress as superior or worry about hurting... he was strong, stronger than she, at least physically... he did not seem disturbed about her or something like that. She was a person to him... not an abomination or something like that.

"Well..." she said, drawing her knees up to her chest as she stared at the priest as he was groomed. "I'm Dragonian... my homeworld is, of course dragonia... but... from what others like me have told me... I just... kind of grew too quickly all of a sudden... I'm not a goddess, not by their definition.... From what they tell me, I'm supposedly some kind of halfbreed goddess... mortal, they think, but..." She sighed softly. "Appearantly, that is my path..." she said softly, shrugging a little. It was a sensitive subject, ascention to divinity... he would have trouble accepting it.

"One day... I will be a goddess." she said, very quietly. He did not have to believe her... she did not have to like it. It was fact. She had no choice. Granted, she did not mind at all... she wanted to change the world, after all! This was seriously her chance... seriously her shot at making the world a better place.

"As to why I am here... its complicated. Appearantly... this is what happens when strong people mess up, when things go wrong... when everything goes false and dark. I don't undertstand why I'm here exactly... perhaps its just to show me in my development what I must avoid... but.. I like to think..." she sighed softly and paused, gathering up her thoughts.

"That.... I'm here to fix it."

[Kham’sin]

He looked her, eye to eye, weighing everyword as his hair fell down around him, his chin resting on his left hand.
"Another one eh... well in your favor 1. you do not seem evil 2. you do not have that whole superiorority complex some have 3. you have not tried to convert me..."
<That tends to irritate him>
"well... yeah... I mean it's like 'I have spent the past three years spreading the word of God and killing demons and you tell me you are superior then the Alpha and Omega?, the Ancient of Days?, The Granddaddy of all the Cosmos? And I a suposed to buy this just because you manifist to me?' It gets old kinda fast as you can imagine..."
He shook his head.
"Nevertheless.. what number was I on?"
<4.>
"Right... and 4 you seem like you actually want to do good, and let me tell you that counts for alot... I... have to try hard to be who I am... I am no saint, I am no hero... but I do what hads to be done because no one else can. That is the purpose of power, to protect that which you hold dear... but the problem with power... you want to use it to solve everything... and that is a slippery chute... because where does it end? MAKING people be good? FORCING them to act nice? no... that is a tyrants actions.... but I am babbling... the point is..."
At this point his stomach growled.
"whoa... when was the last time I ate?"
<three days ago.>
"really?"
<yes...>
".... I've been a real pain in the butt for you havn't I..." He asked looking down.
She looked away as well.
<Nah... you just... havn't been you...>
Her eyes snapped back to him.
<But if you pull that kind of thing down I will find a way to hold you down and force feed you GOT IT?!>
Her tone was firm but not unpleasent.
"Yes ma'am..."
<good... so... you got anything for him to eat in this thing?>