"Damn that Kur! Still taking from me. I will never cross into the Underworld again! I will find a way she will stop taking from me!!" Ishtar was upset. And now that she'd come out, she was in the middle of nowhere. Some vast desert with no sign of life and no sign of water. Whatever, she'd go back to her temple and watch Gilgamesh while thinking up the way in which to properly bring him to heel. But what was this? The manner of teleportation she normally used to get back to her temple was disabled?! Why couldn't she get back? What had Kur taken? In fact whenever she tried to do it, she simply felt an ache, like something was missing from her form. "She stole my Divine Core!" she turned around and felt sluggish, her legs buckled as she looked for the entrance to the underworld but it had closed back up. The absoluteness of her form had ebbed. How dare they turn her into some lower level creature? And lock of her out of her temple? What was she to do out here in the world? Starve to death and end up back in the underworld?! Ugh. There had to be something she could do. She had to have something right? "Shit! What do I do? What do I do? If there was at least some water around here, I could call Enki. He'd come running..." she had this thought but she really hated calling Enki. She'd have to explain what happened and that could potentially get annoying. She could lie. Actually, that sounded like a good idea, she could tell him a small bit of the truth, she'd teleported and ended up in death with the King. And upon exiting she'd lost her Divine Core. She'd need another one obviously or to get hers back, she could be nothing less than perfect. And then with her divinity in tact she'd figure out how to properly capture Gilgamesh, he'd bend to her will eventually! And with that, she blew the horn always on her person. Though she hated to admit it, Enki at least had his uses.
At the same time, a certain fairy casually watched Merlin's work from the lake. For the last seven years her own emotions had been all over the place. But finally, she seemed to be calm. Seeing her younger sister happy and emotionally developing was a step in the right direction. It was also a task she could leave with her currently unaware silent partner the King of Heroes. But at the same time, the point of her personal turmoil was... Merlin. But in the last seventeen years, something attached to her had been growing, both in power and in influence. "Do you really plan to let him get away with what he did? I have the solution you know?" said the voice she could see as her own reflection in the water. A white haired young woman with those same electric blue eyes looking back at her. "You know it is a little disturbing for you to speak to me so directly. You are in my body, it's ridiculous," she said seeming to not get the point she was conversing back with said voice. "So you say, but haven't you always dealt with things this way. Both of us know what we are most capable of handling and what we are not. I've already created the answer to your problem, I know you wish to use it..." she offered like a bad shoulder angel. At the same time, Vivian swept her hand across the water's surface scoffing. She couldn't believe herself sometimes. It was strange to have two personalities, one for family and one for work. Stranger still to have both sides of herself working on the same goals, one with humanity and one with only the outcome in mind. Was it really so bad to be ruthless when the end result was desired? Was it really so good to be soft if you lost everything for morality? The duality of these questions was fixed by the effectiveness of her two rather separate but equal selves. One day... they would merge properly but for now... she needed both parts of her mind for their tasks.
At the same time, a certain fairy casually watched Merlin's work from the lake. For the last seven years her own emotions had been all over the place. But finally, she seemed to be calm. Seeing her younger sister happy and emotionally developing was a step in the right direction. It was also a task she could leave with her currently unaware silent partner the King of Heroes. But at the same time, the point of her personal turmoil was... Merlin. But in the last seventeen years, something attached to her had been growing, both in power and in influence. "Do you really plan to let him get away with what he did? I have the solution you know?" said the voice she could see as her own reflection in the water. A white haired young woman with those same electric blue eyes looking back at her. "You know it is a little disturbing for you to speak to me so directly. You are in my body, it's ridiculous," she said seeming to not get the point she was conversing back with said voice. "So you say, but haven't you always dealt with things this way. Both of us know what we are most capable of handling and what we are not. I've already created the answer to your problem, I know you wish to use it..." she offered like a bad shoulder angel. At the same time, Vivian swept her hand across the water's surface scoffing. She couldn't believe herself sometimes. It was strange to have two personalities, one for family and one for work. Stranger still to have both sides of herself working on the same goals, one with humanity and one with only the outcome in mind. Was it really so bad to be ruthless when the end result was desired? Was it really so good to be soft if you lost everything for morality? The duality of these questions was fixed by the effectiveness of her two rather separate but equal selves. One day... they would merge properly but for now... she needed both parts of her mind for their tasks.
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