RP between:
Verge'lian (o0 Sephiros Immortal 0o) & Mkosaji'kosa (Getsurei)
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It was not so terribly long ago that Verge'lian had taken to roaming. He had done so...to ease his own pangs, to escape from the watchful eyes of his subjects. Worst of all, he'd left so that he wouldn't suffer the misfortune of bumping into Drathir. He had alienated his son, entirely on accident...and now he was watching the boy stumble onto the same treacherous path that had cost Verge everything in his younger years. He was growing older now, a lion in his maturity, and he had more time to linger in the past. Soon he would be able to step down, to watch his sons try to obtain the throne that had been his...but he couldn't do that with a clear conscience just now...He still had too many obligations, too many things left undone, and it was with that brooding look on his noble features that he was currently draped across a rock in the fading dusk, looking towards the volcano in the distance that was the largest emblem that the demon pride had to mark their lands against the horizon.
Friends seemed few and far between, on days like this, and Verge'lian could not even bother himself to seek them out, slipping down the precarious slope of depression with no real ambition to claws his way out of that sinkhole.
Kosa had taken a liking to the skies recently, making flying her main way of travel. Normally she prefered the hard ground under her paws, but something about the skies was calming her restless soul. She could feel the years slipping by like seconds. Things were changing so quickly, and yet they seemed to be dragging on. It was a strange paradox in her mind that she had been trying to solve for awhile.
As she cut through the sky she could feel something familiar. Not so much something, but someone. She looked about to make sure she wasn't losing her mind. Sure enough, someone she had met before was close. One she had identified with, one who respected her. She swooped down, softly landing infront of him. "Hello Verge'lian."
His eyes had widened, the icy blue of them running crystal-clear as she had descended. It had been a long time since he'd seen the goddess, since they'd parted ways, And somehow, her presence here now seemed ironic. Smiling faintly, the expression tainted with the weariness of past years, he lowered his head to her in respect. "Greetings, Mkosaji'kosa...Lady Kosa..." His countenance lightened a touch at that, remembering how she was fond of such shortenings. She had been a pleasant enough creature, wickedly beautiful...perfect for her domain, with that allure that tempted mortals even as sin and wickedness did with every new day. "Out for a stroll? Or on business?"
"Business, I rarely do business. It seems as though my life is being on a constant stroll." She gave him a smirk. He had aged gracfully, and yet she probably looked the same as she did the moment they had met. "This is such a pleasant happenstance. Why are you all alone?"
He laughed softly, a wry sound, "I remember now why I was so enamoured of your company, Kosa." Shrugging one massive shoulder, the lion sighed, "I wish to escape the burdens that life has placed upon me for a few hours. Suffice to say that your domain, whilst enthralling at times, has a distinct bite at others, my lady." His ears swiveled forward at that, "Do you have opinions on the sins of others, pray tell? Favorite sins? Least favorite? Would you mind prattling to a burdened leader, Kosa? I have missed your words of wisdom." He echoed her smirk then, the expression almost playful.
"Must I pick a favorite? Perhaps I am being greedy when I say they all are. I find the most fun is wrath. Nothing is more satisfy than exacting that feeling upon some one." She sat and tucked her wings in. "Gluttony disturbs me slightly. I do enjoy sins in moderation, but some take it too far and it just becomes unoriginal."
"Nothing can live without sinning. So I suppose I have an easy job. Though it does get slightly boring, as everything has become so cliche. It seems like the savanahs have been drained of excitement."
He chuckled then in earnest amusement, "Tell me then, of what you think of my story...should I feel guilt, do you think, for under compulsion killing the brother that I loved? Or for accidentally misleading the bright and shining star that is my son?" He huffed softly, "I delve deep into the depths of your domain without ever meaning to, my lady, we must be bosom friends, quite unwittingly." Not that he blamed her for it, it was simply her very purpose.
"If you did not go so deeply into my realm, I'd think you to be a saint. But even then saint's are not completely pure." The look on her face shifted slightly, her eyes revealing wisdom that seemed older than even herself.
"We all make decisions, choices that effect others. We make them because we think we know that everything will turn out how it does in our mind. However, that is rarely the case. The hardest thing for us all to accept is that we control nothing. Even for gods there is very little control. Only influence."
"You have done what you have done, and nothing on this earth can change that. There is no point is dweeling, as you can not change your actions. You can only try your best to change tomorrow."
"I am no saint. No saint could ever be lord over demons, I think." He snorted softly, though it was derision mostly directed at himself. But he took her words, reflected on them silently for a moment, before he nodded slowly. "It is as you say...I feared it thus. I am one who desires control, who wishes to bend things to his will and have them flow according to his whims. Once...I wished nothing more than a life with what little family I had. Now, my family has grown tenfold, but it is missing that one critical piece that I myself destroyed. I might not possess the power to change, but I cannot purge this regret, Kosa." He stretched forepaws out slightly. "Being who you are, have you ever fallen into that trap...? Regret...?"
"Yes, I have. Many souls have been lost because of me. And many more will continue to become lost. However, it is my nature. I will always be this, I can't change. You can. You are only mortal. Mortals seem to forget how much they really have. You are not set to one path, but have thousands in front of you."
Kosa momentarily disappeared inside herself, realizing she had let a part of her show that she was ashamed of. The envy she had of the mortals, the wish to be as free in choice as they were. They had no idea how constricted a goddess really was.
His eyes flickered then with something unfathomable, just a glimpse, perhaps, of the constraints that touched the immortal lioness before him. "Ah...it is as you say." He rumbled, "I pray a happiness for you then, in spite of your very purpose." Despite herself, she had been friend to him, and for that he was intensely grateful. Such a beautiful creature she was, and seeing that wisp of sadness amidst her dark and perilous flame made him admire her all the more.
"Thank you Verge. I only wish the best for you, but I''m afraid there is very little good I can do for you. I guess thats what happens when you befriend a goddess that can do no good." She gave a slight giggle at the irony. Here the boy had a goddess on his side, and yet it was one with no benefit to him
He gave her an earnest smile at that, "You've already done me good despite yourself, Kosa...but I'm not going to worry about what you can do for me. That's not at all why I like you after all. You're an intriuging and complex individual...I like people like that you see." Slowly, with a great heaving, he pushed himself up to a standing position. "You know...I once told you I'd show you my pride...would you like to come see what has been wrought?"
She gave him a kind smile. "Yes, yes I believe I would enjoy that greatly. I can only hope they will be as wonderful as you have been. Many just cower away from me. Often leaves a girl quite lonely."
He shook his silvery mane in denial at that, "I doubt it, I doubt it with some surety...we are a pride of demons, after all, and we creatures of the dark are ardent worshippers of your domain, I think even our own deity pays homage to you, Kosa...perhaps you will feel at home." And if so, she was welcome to stay. Spirits lifted for the moment, he tossed her a faint smile, and began his trek towards the very heart of the Aikanaro'hini.
Kosa followed by his side, blushing slightly at the fact that she was respected by another of her kind. Surprisingly enough that didn't happen often. In fact she wasn't very well liked. Except by her brother, but he was a special case.
