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freosanFourth in a series.
Characters: Hosi, Kali, Pandemona, others.
Rating: PG.
Hosi is another way of romanizing Hoshi, so they're pronounced the same.
Hosi steps out of the air-ship. If she weren't in company, she'd kiss the ground. Of course, if she weren't in company, she'd never have left good solid earth to go zipping through the sky.
Yohko and Lirael, she notes, are talking happily if quietly about something completely irrelevant, and Irvine is trying to get Mahabra to show him a flare spell. The fire mage isn’t paying attention, being more interested in a butterfly that’s swerving around.
They’re going somewhere, right? She’s pretty sure she remembers that. But after fighting a goddess – and winning – she can’t quite bring herself back to reality enough to let it affect her.
Kali, Hosi’s patron goddess, and Pandemona, the new one, do not see eye to eye. They’re arguing in her head.
You’ve been bound to these humans’ lives for how many years? And you still dare to call yourself a goddess!
The best thing a goddess can do for her followers is to protect them.
So how do you do that from inside their heads? You’re scared to fight without a mage between you and your enemies!
Shut up. Both of you, Hosi says, in her own head. The goddesses fall silent.
Yohko has dragged Lirael behind a tree somewhere. Irvine will be over here annoying her soon, she’s sure, and she doesn’t want to deal with him. She kneels – back straight, hands loosely folded – and meditates, or pretends to. Really, she’s never managed a trance state, not even in the best of conditions. Now doesn’t qualify as even acceptable conditions. Plus, her goddesses are fighting again.
For Your sakes, it’s like a cockfight in here.
Perhaps you shouldn’t have let this one in, then.
It was necessary at the time, and I can hardly throw her out.
Kali grumbles, but elegantly. Pandemona seems to be ignoring both of them.
Hosi opens one eye to see Irvine hanging over her, leaning on the tree. She glares at him.
“You should smile more, y’know.”
“You should go fuck yourself.” She is truly sick of him. She closes her eyes again. She still feels his presence over her, and doesn’t feel guilty at all when she stands up so suddenly that she headbutts him in the chin.
“OW! Hey!” She walks off, ignoring his protests.
You shouldn’t have done that, you know.
She’s so, so tired of people.
Characters: Hosi, Kali, Pandemona, others.
Rating: PG.
Hosi is another way of romanizing Hoshi, so they're pronounced the same.
Hosi steps out of the air-ship. If she weren't in company, she'd kiss the ground. Of course, if she weren't in company, she'd never have left good solid earth to go zipping through the sky.
Yohko and Lirael, she notes, are talking happily if quietly about something completely irrelevant, and Irvine is trying to get Mahabra to show him a flare spell. The fire mage isn’t paying attention, being more interested in a butterfly that’s swerving around.
They’re going somewhere, right? She’s pretty sure she remembers that. But after fighting a goddess – and winning – she can’t quite bring herself back to reality enough to let it affect her.
Kali, Hosi’s patron goddess, and Pandemona, the new one, do not see eye to eye. They’re arguing in her head.
You’ve been bound to these humans’ lives for how many years? And you still dare to call yourself a goddess!
The best thing a goddess can do for her followers is to protect them.
So how do you do that from inside their heads? You’re scared to fight without a mage between you and your enemies!
Shut up. Both of you, Hosi says, in her own head. The goddesses fall silent.
Yohko has dragged Lirael behind a tree somewhere. Irvine will be over here annoying her soon, she’s sure, and she doesn’t want to deal with him. She kneels – back straight, hands loosely folded – and meditates, or pretends to. Really, she’s never managed a trance state, not even in the best of conditions. Now doesn’t qualify as even acceptable conditions. Plus, her goddesses are fighting again.
For Your sakes, it’s like a cockfight in here.
Perhaps you shouldn’t have let this one in, then.
It was necessary at the time, and I can hardly throw her out.
Kali grumbles, but elegantly. Pandemona seems to be ignoring both of them.
Hosi opens one eye to see Irvine hanging over her, leaning on the tree. She glares at him.
“You should smile more, y’know.”
“You should go fuck yourself.” She is truly sick of him. She closes her eyes again. She still feels his presence over her, and doesn’t feel guilty at all when she stands up so suddenly that she headbutts him in the chin.
“OW! Hey!” She walks off, ignoring his protests.
You shouldn’t have done that, you know.
She’s so, so tired of people.