I can do my best, considering your hospitality. Although we may not want to have this conversation in the open... I'm wary they will catch sight of me soon, and I'd rather leave that as a mystery for the moment.
My first step is to find a new source of revenue -- establish myself appropriately, and consolidate power. The pantheon will be out for my blood, and there's more they will learn, if I don't act quickly. Cassandra has the hints, if she looks close enough.
You've never had me over, so no. I will need the address.
[ Clearly David SHOULD have had Starr over. But. Anyway. ]
Surely you still have followers, correct? Devoted masses who worship you? Perhaps not within the imPort community, but the natives. It isn't much, but it is a small power on your side. As for revenue...I'm afraid I cannot aid there. Not unless you and Doctor Chilton were to suddenly become the closest of companions.
Doctor Chilton does not seem the type to forgive or forget. [ A few soft taps, and his address follows. ]
I will need my computer, along with some of my...norse tomes. They are kept together. And, if you don't mind, a few changes of clothing.
But you are correct, i have some fans, and... Perhaps they will be worshipers, as the truth comes out. A man who is like a god is an alluring draw, and if not... I have the drugs.
[ A hurdle in making him a compassionate messiah....but perhaps he doesn't need to be that. ]
But I am on my way to your residence now.
[ He pauses, then furrows a brow. ]
Do you imagine you will outlast your pantheon in terms of the duration of your stay in this world? You've already proven you will return. Even after your head was removed.
We can certainly hope! I do not plan on leaving, if that is what you're asking, but I have no way to control the time I'm here -- yet. When I learn, if course, you'll be the first to know.
I expect that this will not be the only time the pantheon beheads me, so now that I know that I can survive... [ A scoff. ] There will be no stopping me. And to think, at one time, I thought the worst that could happen would be that I died.
They will not get close enough to you to do it again.
[ There is a certainty in his tone as though Starr truly believes he would be a match for an entire pantheon. But well, he has come back from a harrowing situation at home...things at Chilton's office are a bit of a mess right now, so needless to say he's getting a bit unhinged. Unhinged enough to kamikaze his way at a whole pantheon to protect a valuable ally. ]
You might not be able to count on much, but you may count on my protection.
[ At least for long enough to make an escape, probably. ]
I'm touched, Herr Starr. [ And he actually is. David rarely inspires such...camraderie. Even his own Valkyries would sell him out at the drop of a hat, the moment his power waned. Although, he suspected if he was not valuable, Starr would do the same.
Still, without his position within the pantheon, he is less valuable. Or he would be, he suspected, if it weren't for... ]
Where should we meet? I suspect I have... something of interest. To show you. I haven't tested it yet, so you would be the first.
[ If Chilton didn't work out for Starr, David is the alternative path toward power. So it is with an agenda that he will be his guard dog, naturally. But he wasn't so willing to throw the man away simply because he was no longer attached to the pantheon. In fact, that isolation would likely make him stronger. ]
The outskirts of Maurtia Falls. We will drive outside of the city and stay for a few day's time to assess the situation with the teenage gods from a safe distance.
But I will confess, you have me intrigued by what you wish to show me.
[ A long pause. He's calculating, but after a moment: ]
It's a new gift. I will...show you. It will certainly give me more credence. I'm certain that the children likely think that I was a false god entirely, and now Persephone is legitimate.
[ A pause. ]
That was never the case, but now I can... show them.
I think it may be the sort of thing I need to see to understand what you mean. For now, all I can think is that your world's gods are full of needless drama and if I were you, I would eliminate them all and be done with it.
[ He mulls over his words. ]
Though....I suppose it is far more difficult to get rid of them here.
Perhaps the porter will be generous to you and send them all home, only to return them without their memories. A new beginning, so to speak.
[ Perhaps. But unlikely. Woden was going to have to use his cunning to survive here now that his secret is out. ]
There is a dilapidated warehouse at the edge of the Maurtia Falls I have used to dispose of corpses before. It used to be a toothbrush manufacturer. No one frequents it since there is a popular drug den a few blocks away in another abandoned building. We should meet there.
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What happened to you?
[ No hello. No how are you. He's diving right into the difficult questions. ]
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Well, decapitation is precisely as unpleasant as I imagined it would be. I see that may dear friend Cassandra went snooping in my things.
Have you faced any consequences?
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I have not. Which leaves me in the ideal position to protect you from yours...I imagine they would still be out for blood. Vengeful as gods often are.
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I would hate to impose... But I may need to take you up on such an offer.
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I can do my best, considering your hospitality. Although we may not want to have this conversation in the open... I'm wary they will catch sight of me soon, and I'd rather leave that as a mystery for the moment.
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[ A beat. ]
I may need to abandon my home. There are... Notes of import -- I don't know if Cassandra has figured out where I live, but it's likely.
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[ A pause. Starr is walking somewhere. There's the distinct sound of a car door closing and then he asks: ]
What do you plan to do now that they've exposed you?
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[ A long pause. ]
My first step is to find a new source of revenue -- establish myself appropriately, and consolidate power. The pantheon will be out for my blood, and there's more they will learn, if I don't act quickly. Cassandra has the hints, if she looks close enough.
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[ Clearly David SHOULD have had Starr over. But. Anyway. ]
Surely you still have followers, correct? Devoted masses who worship you? Perhaps not within the imPort community, but the natives. It isn't much, but it is a small power on your side. As for revenue...I'm afraid I cannot aid there. Not unless you and Doctor Chilton were to suddenly become the closest of companions.
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Doctor Chilton does not seem the type to forgive or forget. [ A few soft taps, and his address follows. ]
I will need my computer, along with some of my...norse tomes. They are kept together. And, if you don't mind, a few changes of clothing.
But you are correct, i have some fans, and... Perhaps they will be worshipers, as the truth comes out. A man who is like a god is an alluring draw, and if not... I have the drugs.
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[ A hurdle in making him a compassionate messiah....but perhaps he doesn't need to be that. ]
But I am on my way to your residence now.
[ He pauses, then furrows a brow. ]
Do you imagine you will outlast your pantheon in terms of the duration of your stay in this world? You've already proven you will return. Even after your head was removed.
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We can certainly hope! I do not plan on leaving, if that is what you're asking, but I have no way to control the time I'm here -- yet. When I learn, if course, you'll be the first to know.
I expect that this will not be the only time the pantheon beheads me, so now that I know that I can survive... [ A scoff. ] There will be no stopping me. And to think, at one time, I thought the worst that could happen would be that I died.
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[ There is a certainty in his tone as though Starr truly believes he would be a match for an entire pantheon. But well, he has come back from a harrowing situation at home...things at Chilton's office are a bit of a mess right now, so needless to say he's getting a bit unhinged. Unhinged enough to kamikaze his way at a whole pantheon to protect a valuable ally. ]
You might not be able to count on much, but you may count on my protection.
[ At least for long enough to make an escape, probably. ]
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I'm touched, Herr Starr. [ And he actually is. David rarely inspires such...camraderie. Even his own Valkyries would sell him out at the drop of a hat, the moment his power waned. Although, he suspected if he was not valuable, Starr would do the same.
Still, without his position within the pantheon, he is less valuable. Or he would be, he suspected, if it weren't for... ]
Where should we meet? I suspect I have... something of interest. To show you. I haven't tested it yet, so you would be the first.
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The outskirts of Maurtia Falls. We will drive outside of the city and stay for a few day's time to assess the situation with the teenage gods from a safe distance.
But I will confess, you have me intrigued by what you wish to show me.
[ A pause. ]
Is it your dick?
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No. That has been well tested in the past.
[ A long pause. He's calculating, but after a moment: ]
It's a new gift. I will...show you. It will certainly give me more credence. I'm certain that the children likely think that I was a false god entirely, and now Persephone is legitimate.
[ A pause. ]
That was never the case, but now I can... show them.
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[ He mulls over his words. ]
Though....I suppose it is far more difficult to get rid of them here.
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And at home, they are... very useful, still. Back home, they don't know much of...anything. [ A laugh. ]
Where should we meet? And I guarantee, it will... intrigue you. Particularly given your newest experience.
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[ Perhaps. But unlikely. Woden was going to have to use his cunning to survive here now that his secret is out. ]
There is a dilapidated warehouse at the edge of the Maurtia Falls I have used to dispose of corpses before. It used to be a toothbrush manufacturer. No one frequents it since there is a popular drug den a few blocks away in another abandoned building. We should meet there.
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What kinds of drugs?
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[ He'll answer if it does, but...he's just confused by the question. He doesn't know what David Blake does for a side job, apart from wreak havoc. ]
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